tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54376996331650152702024-03-05T17:39:59.162-06:00Ish-ka-bibbles...fun stuffAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.comBlogger100125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-66344689560397630442011-02-19T20:48:00.003-06:002011-02-19T21:30:39.283-06:0020 Random Thoughts...1. I love my family. They're hilarious. I love hanging out with them and playing games, and laughing together. I love learning from them. They're soooo dang smart.<div><br /></div><div>2. I REALLY need to blog more. I've been slacking for far too long. I need to blog so I can keep a record of what goes on around here - for posterity's sake. And for sanity's sake.</div><div><br /></div><div>3. I'm VERY blessed. I have AWESOME friends. They inspire me to do better. Be better. Contribute more.</div><div><br /></div><div>4. I need to get more spiritual. I've been seriously slacking in that department.</div><div><br /></div><div>5. My kids make me want to be a better Mom. Person. Friend. Wife. Daughter. Aunt. Human - everything.</div><div><br /></div><div>6. I miss Meredith.</div><div><br /></div><div>7. It's cool having my mom live so close. The kids love playing games with her, and it's nice having a grandma around for them. She's a really good influence on them. And me. Do you know she just up and went dancing all day long? She's 62! She saw an advertisement online that said the city of Austin was having free dance lessons for the day. She went dancing ALL DAY LONG - by herself. That's awesome. I told her to call me next time so we could go together.</div><div><br /></div><div>8. My grandma Ruth turns 90 this year. We're celebrating with her for the 4th of July in Arizona. Seriously? July in AZ? Whose plan was THAT?</div><div><br /></div><div>9. I took a trapeze class last month. It was awesome! I want to get really good at it and learn more tricks. It's terrifying standing up on the platform though. I've learned that if you squeeze your butt tight, the butterflies in your stomach go away.</div><div><br /></div><div>10. I've been living in a construction zone for about 5 months. I cannot WAIT for my house to be finished so I can have some peace and quiet to get some OTHER projects done.</div><div><br /></div><div>11. I want to take a photography class to figure out how to use all the fancy buttons and knobs on my new camera. Oh the fun I'm going to have!</div><div><br /></div><div>12. I LOVE music. I love everything about it. Love lyrics the most. I'm always in search of the next best song that moves me. Sad, happy, thumping, spiritual - good stuff. Anything that makes me FEEL something.</div><div><br /></div><div>13. I snorkeled for the first time last week. It was incredible! I panicked at first - breathing under water isn't normal. After I got the hang of it, I didn't want to stop. I learned that smiling underwater breaks the seal of the mask and mouthpiece - the mask fills up with water, and you choke on salt water. Lesson learned. No smiling or laughing under water!</div><div><br /></div><div>14. Matt turns 16 next month. Holy Moly! He won't be able to get his license on his birthday, because he doesn't have his permit yet. He has to practice a LOT before we turn him loose. Yikes.</div><div><br /></div><div>15. Sydney and Rylee come in our bedroom every morning at 6:00 - 6:15 am to snuggle with Del and I. They take turns switching sides. It's my FAVORITE part of the day. I hope they never grow out of it.</div><div><br /></div><div>16. It's really weird when your old babysitters have babies of their own. Makes me feel ancient. Rebecca has FOUR of her own - I taught her how to drive a stick-shift in the old JEEP when I'd take her home, and Kristi gave Sydney her little scruffy dog that she still sleeps with, and she just had a baby of her own. Dude, I'm old!</div><div><br /></div><div>17. My really old hotmail account keeps sending out spam to random people. I've tried closing the account at LEAST 20 times, and it keep regenerating itself. It's driving me INSANE! I get spam from MYSELF. Gah!</div><div><br /></div><div>18. I have to substitute teach in Relief Society tomorrow, and I'm not making much progress. Instead, I'm playing on here.</div><div><br /></div><div>19. Del is a pretty cool husband and Dad. I think we'll keep him. He's super smart, and funny and is always trying to do better than the day before. He's a really good listener, and can make some killer birthday cookies. His fried chicken is pretty fantastic too. He's awesome.'</div><div><br /></div><div>20. Gotta start running again. Ick. Pain, here I come. :(</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-73710285058577557392010-06-16T10:47:00.002-05:002010-06-16T15:07:53.898-05:00Happy Birthday, Del!I'll try to backlog and update the past 6 months in between posting what's current. Sound good? Because at the rate I'm going, I'll be behind all stinkin' YEAR.<br /><br />So - Del just turned the big 4 0.<br /><br />Morgan is now in control of this post, because my Mom forgot to sign off, lucky me! My Mom has been suffering from what I like to call, The Summer Stress Disorder or SSD. SSD causes extreme loss of patience and control in one's actions. She has been venting her SSD on the one's close enough to smack or ground ( almost always ground) I would like to inform all of you Bloggers that I will probably never be heard from again, and hopefully you're smart enough to know what happened ( I died of BOREDOM!). PS This is all just a joke from me to Mom. No hard feelings =)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-45957701806091190412010-06-03T16:19:00.002-05:002010-06-03T17:01:24.004-05:00Kelsey & Kim come to visit!Early November Kim and Kelsey came to Texas for a lovely visit. It was AWESOME - they came just in time to help me move all my furniture to get new carpet. I really didn't PLAN that, it was just a happy coincidence! LOVE you for helping me. :)<br /><br />Kelsey is competitive. Whenever we get together, she wants to see if she can beat Kim at arm wrestling. Then when Kim squashes her like a little bug, she comes to ME to help boost her ego back up. See - I'm a giver. LOL.<br /><br /><object width="660" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kL2Use4uXCw&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kL2Use4uXCw&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"></embed></object>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-75857594292974795152010-06-03T15:46:00.002-05:002010-06-03T16:19:15.450-05:00Missionaries...We like the missionaries. I get to know them really well from cutting their hair, and they usually eat at our house once a week. I even get to know their families from sending them emails with videos and pictures.<br /><br />They are AWESOME! We love how they bring the spirit into our home, teach us little lessons, and even do a service projects every once in awhile. In fact, they substituted for me last night on a Scout - Board of Review. They are great examples for my boys. <br /><br />We love the missionaries. Here are just a few of our favorites...<br /><br /><object width="660" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkKuTU8xhbE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kkKuTU8xhbE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"></embed></object>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-1456451102408220762010-06-03T15:29:00.003-05:002010-06-03T15:44:19.911-05:00Elder HertigElders Hertig and Halversen watched the video on my blog of Eric, Jared, and all my kids having a scream contest. Hertig said he could out-scream Jared, so we let him give it a go.<br /><br />Here's his attempt:<br /><br /><object width="660" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N88MULEdawE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N88MULEdawE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="405"></embed></object><br /><br />What do you think?? Jared, or Hertig?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-33033052465941168522010-06-03T14:51:00.001-05:002010-06-03T15:27:04.144-05:00Christmas Tree SetupWe like music. We like dancing. We like to MAKE kids dance. It's awesome. I learn some cool moves from my kids.<br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPLAHxDlN3g&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPLAHxDlN3g&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-26373215869758262802010-06-03T13:46:00.004-05:002010-06-03T14:00:37.325-05:00Back to December....Del and I went to Disneyland for our Anniversary - sans children. Ruthy came to stay with the kiddos while we were gone. Thanks, Foof!<div><br /></div><div>The first day it rained all day, but it was great, because there were no lines to ANYTHING.<br /><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxloNro62VrDTRQJ-b0ww-DZQhNI1vhki6QBrEE1RxKpZdyB0IK3ZH_zxXVPZ6rfoulikDIfsiLY6WyqB6A9xxpk86bs3ndJY-i56SAumK_kiPd0dY6ruPREWo0hOXJfgWVPnoe0_5gA/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+1.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxloNro62VrDTRQJ-b0ww-DZQhNI1vhki6QBrEE1RxKpZdyB0IK3ZH_zxXVPZ6rfoulikDIfsiLY6WyqB6A9xxpk86bs3ndJY-i56SAumK_kiPd0dY6ruPREWo0hOXJfgWVPnoe0_5gA/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622044846790962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOA06CR1dXNAZSLC1lO3I88RhSQOl_-dljFE5q8vZQl7TSKqF_uc9V3O4qhZO9froTqXPP_QaXEY7SMtkuGdh5I7kyNlAD0eW5KbNLyE9uU1NzScVImysm8E_PEj8O7VY7TZ3JMCNFKYM/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+10.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOA06CR1dXNAZSLC1lO3I88RhSQOl_-dljFE5q8vZQl7TSKqF_uc9V3O4qhZO9froTqXPP_QaXEY7SMtkuGdh5I7kyNlAD0eW5KbNLyE9uU1NzScVImysm8E_PEj8O7VY7TZ3JMCNFKYM/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622080242800962" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbnNpEcQRfJUsACxc-9vp-x9xCuxjYRCaUNwCLyVs85zep27vmJ6mdgJm3woaOUzeayaQlAkp7Rx497TCyZJ15roZvk3Tmvwd8nXXZQ8nZyvgRc9LALradewnxA8ETIl2dagwXCaleek/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+4.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYbnNpEcQRfJUsACxc-9vp-x9xCuxjYRCaUNwCLyVs85zep27vmJ6mdgJm3woaOUzeayaQlAkp7Rx497TCyZJ15roZvk3Tmvwd8nXXZQ8nZyvgRc9LALradewnxA8ETIl2dagwXCaleek/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622061263516178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The second day we went back the weather was gorgeous!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpxloNro62VrDTRQJ-b0ww-DZQhNI1vhki6QBrEE1RxKpZdyB0IK3ZH_zxXVPZ6rfoulikDIfsiLY6WyqB6A9xxpk86bs3ndJY-i56SAumK_kiPd0dY6ruPREWo0hOXJfgWVPnoe0_5gA/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+1.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeutNPdaj_RAvnQ3eVJJS1dSDsXkj6y0N_8GyiCZSlawf608JtpuUP0UjQ4dOXZkZNHZT82rrbIdNpJS24Vy-Hg3QERnYL_YlBvOJJd4QlzfW8-0D35WhSfUbl8pmP1g6SA_Kqvo8aDp8/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+20.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeutNPdaj_RAvnQ3eVJJS1dSDsXkj6y0N_8GyiCZSlawf608JtpuUP0UjQ4dOXZkZNHZT82rrbIdNpJS24Vy-Hg3QERnYL_YlBvOJJd4QlzfW8-0D35WhSfUbl8pmP1g6SA_Kqvo8aDp8/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622095917985122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Cinderella's Castle</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeutNPdaj_RAvnQ3eVJJS1dSDsXkj6y0N_8GyiCZSlawf608JtpuUP0UjQ4dOXZkZNHZT82rrbIdNpJS24Vy-Hg3QERnYL_YlBvOJJd4QlzfW8-0D35WhSfUbl8pmP1g6SA_Kqvo8aDp8/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+20.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWOwjlJG7Yek8NyXgvz7MEaanRiPKJHWu_EnwdY1efwPaK6aedyzyO2fJ8axhKIg1Lj3X1QrBNnpU6DbDTSJYCXXnapte86FQLZ2edo9pvEDbw2pCQ8wFrh6BQsLgx5QcxJ-x5kGlvMI/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+19.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWOwjlJG7Yek8NyXgvz7MEaanRiPKJHWu_EnwdY1efwPaK6aedyzyO2fJ8axhKIg1Lj3X1QrBNnpU6DbDTSJYCXXnapte86FQLZ2edo9pvEDbw2pCQ8wFrh6BQsLgx5QcxJ-x5kGlvMI/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+19.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478622073699481282" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWWOwjlJG7Yek8NyXgvz7MEaanRiPKJHWu_EnwdY1efwPaK6aedyzyO2fJ8axhKIg1Lj3X1QrBNnpU6DbDTSJYCXXnapte86FQLZ2edo9pvEDbw2pCQ8wFrh6BQsLgx5QcxJ-x5kGlvMI/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+19.jpg"></a>The Christmas decorations were AWESOME. So beautiful.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01h5hMjPqHv_wZahesYZLiwf4bUNjh4msChtRvEY6qvgCHVcwFAjX3tvB9ZCte0-27bNMBZ2WeFEIDA1FfZPQtR36zmdzSLtURcnQ-qZ9XswEDl4lB83RrgnZfqptWlDghzeiTaqVijU/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+56.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01h5hMjPqHv_wZahesYZLiwf4bUNjh4msChtRvEY6qvgCHVcwFAjX3tvB9ZCte0-27bNMBZ2WeFEIDA1FfZPQtR36zmdzSLtURcnQ-qZ9XswEDl4lB83RrgnZfqptWlDghzeiTaqVijU/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+56.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478623259761895826" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg01h5hMjPqHv_wZahesYZLiwf4bUNjh4msChtRvEY6qvgCHVcwFAjX3tvB9ZCte0-27bNMBZ2WeFEIDA1FfZPQtR36zmdzSLtURcnQ-qZ9XswEDl4lB83RrgnZfqptWlDghzeiTaqVijU/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+56.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtnWOwP-V-T2TPOMx0kxJjsdyv9QiPLsE74fiMOTkEoSgnWMc9PPrUg2BklNNVscU3AKjIhQc0a-wwVKXg4XsAbsF1IYcw1Z75Mzyu4YszL3wlKprgjpJBe9vCblvXTgYGrdWhxIIhu0/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+53.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtnWOwP-V-T2TPOMx0kxJjsdyv9QiPLsE74fiMOTkEoSgnWMc9PPrUg2BklNNVscU3AKjIhQc0a-wwVKXg4XsAbsF1IYcw1Z75Mzyu4YszL3wlKprgjpJBe9vCblvXTgYGrdWhxIIhu0/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+53.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478623253395179714" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtnWOwP-V-T2TPOMx0kxJjsdyv9QiPLsE74fiMOTkEoSgnWMc9PPrUg2BklNNVscU3AKjIhQc0a-wwVKXg4XsAbsF1IYcw1Z75Mzyu4YszL3wlKprgjpJBe9vCblvXTgYGrdWhxIIhu0/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+53.jpg"></a><br /><br /></div><div>I talked Del into getting our faces painted. A HUGE Leap out of his comfort zone!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNerFso7Ht2LprECAMiY7zhnyxI_Aqo30qzqEgVcA80fLPCmkq1KoFtw4kiOplWtKnu_BOFep1qRzSnZERxp5lGbWDsZHm3mAICBNLVHZvpJ13FNSHvq5bW1BKscLIk4ZfEPeyDoxr8x4/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+48.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNerFso7Ht2LprECAMiY7zhnyxI_Aqo30qzqEgVcA80fLPCmkq1KoFtw4kiOplWtKnu_BOFep1qRzSnZERxp5lGbWDsZHm3mAICBNLVHZvpJ13FNSHvq5bW1BKscLIk4ZfEPeyDoxr8x4/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+48.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478623233709401474" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNerFso7Ht2LprECAMiY7zhnyxI_Aqo30qzqEgVcA80fLPCmkq1KoFtw4kiOplWtKnu_BOFep1qRzSnZERxp5lGbWDsZHm3mAICBNLVHZvpJ13FNSHvq5bW1BKscLIk4ZfEPeyDoxr8x4/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+48.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQS5fO20uYEZqScPMhQhV5b1oEGA4YhZ0jM1KIgPDzKW3mt6yC23uBM0G-59NkjLbfc18O34JMFU_LVZyX4pYaaTcgykDN6hqm1LW6yvaw4e6M4vFIzuOo5X71x8PZmmzFpR8vPRYawQ/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+39.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQS5fO20uYEZqScPMhQhV5b1oEGA4YhZ0jM1KIgPDzKW3mt6yC23uBM0G-59NkjLbfc18O34JMFU_LVZyX4pYaaTcgykDN6hqm1LW6yvaw4e6M4vFIzuOo5X71x8PZmmzFpR8vPRYawQ/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+39.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478623213113630898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaQS5fO20uYEZqScPMhQhV5b1oEGA4YhZ0jM1KIgPDzKW3mt6yC23uBM0G-59NkjLbfc18O34JMFU_LVZyX4pYaaTcgykDN6hqm1LW6yvaw4e6M4vFIzuOo5X71x8PZmmzFpR8vPRYawQ/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+39.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheThQyHsXhPVVh9f5N88054JQ9_tfMTIBx2bB6gcE6MoPo3pKtGzYGEpw_bellJZioD3gQMXKx-bZRCMhz9N6wZTqEU0ejsDBWyIYPNwifdbJuybR6fNMznbbdZZvmjd2B2nxqJHupa3Q/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+50.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheThQyHsXhPVVh9f5N88054JQ9_tfMTIBx2bB6gcE6MoPo3pKtGzYGEpw_bellJZioD3gQMXKx-bZRCMhz9N6wZTqEU0ejsDBWyIYPNwifdbJuybR6fNMznbbdZZvmjd2B2nxqJHupa3Q/s400/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478623242673311090" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheThQyHsXhPVVh9f5N88054JQ9_tfMTIBx2bB6gcE6MoPo3pKtGzYGEpw_bellJZioD3gQMXKx-bZRCMhz9N6wZTqEU0ejsDBWyIYPNwifdbJuybR6fNMznbbdZZvmjd2B2nxqJHupa3Q/s1600/New+Year%27s+Eve+2009+50.jpg"></a>We went to the Cheesecake Factory that night for dinner with these still on our faces. It was AWESOME!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-91564430872430384792010-06-03T12:25:00.012-05:002010-06-03T14:44:24.568-05:00Halloween 2009!Holy Moly - it's JUNE!!!<div><br /></div><div>I cannot believe it's been 6 months since I last blogged. Let me just apologize to my family (siblings) for slacking, since they seem to be the most annoyed that I have not blogged. I'm sorry from the heart of my bottom. Please forgive me. :)<div><br /></div>So - I'm going to be playing catch-up for a little while.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I skipped Halloween last year. I'm not sure what happened to October?! </div><div>We each carved our own pumpkins for FHE.</div><div><div><div><br /><br /><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClWmUSPMCUM&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ClWmUSPMCUM&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOtC0wN9JCwno7N3vm-5YzN-6xIw7Fnfe55yMDt74EseeeMVPLbXKQC6v3p1AgVkoIJSzOFZw67Fb6AyaWy7_Ljt-cizzrebJqBBTssFNf3ApkwEJOSWDxj59ydxUNvmt3u39L1panozI/s1600/Halloween+2009+35.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOtC0wN9JCwno7N3vm-5YzN-6xIw7Fnfe55yMDt74EseeeMVPLbXKQC6v3p1AgVkoIJSzOFZw67Fb6AyaWy7_Ljt-cizzrebJqBBTssFNf3ApkwEJOSWDxj59ydxUNvmt3u39L1panozI/s400/Halloween+2009+35.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478606224081471922" style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiprmizK6O8xenbQyEi7iU03rPly1s3gSddbJgQIiowaqi3vqeDemi5iRbAdYCVS24gYR6L7ipEt_EYahIIKTJEohhsLECxEiln0GH8T26Ox-_7j58pP20PuSaEMRHqpG8wls0OICbfIYE/s1600/Halloween+2009+27.jpg"></a>Travis is some ghouly montster thing-a-ma-jig, Rylee is Hannah Montanna, and Syd is a candy corn witch.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidNdYWXQzGWRQ8FRf0PRW8PefhYqt7jjL8Xgzb_5tFMJ7E188wlPWh0KOB2hx0xtZm2ZDflVxPuROxFOURbBC5StXirrPqYExvTIFKrEfB9R9PYqSV-fivwULsE4zMPogoFQv0BP7RXw0/s1600/Halloween+2009+78.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidNdYWXQzGWRQ8FRf0PRW8PefhYqt7jjL8Xgzb_5tFMJ7E188wlPWh0KOB2hx0xtZm2ZDflVxPuROxFOURbBC5StXirrPqYExvTIFKrEfB9R9PYqSV-fivwULsE4zMPogoFQv0BP7RXw0/s400/Halloween+2009+78.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478608134155403234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidNdYWXQzGWRQ8FRf0PRW8PefhYqt7jjL8Xgzb_5tFMJ7E188wlPWh0KOB2hx0xtZm2ZDflVxPuROxFOURbBC5StXirrPqYExvTIFKrEfB9R9PYqSV-fivwULsE4zMPogoFQv0BP7RXw0/s1600/Halloween+2009+78.jpg"></a>Matt was a nun. He was so pretty! People at the ward party didn't recognize him. They kept asking who the new girl was.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Here are a bunch of pics from the ward party.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZogG5UwBwGDvdoh5vSRt_u7raD7wsUc4VWskmIw3L7YsoQ1TeHtFNtZJ62stBtOSBmeHcSqN-mcjwLD7uGe2qb8iCtW6kwOH2C4mPJdqO8DBJAdOCjcyfpabrQnw60vMcTQM73aFk_Ks/s1600/Halloween+2009+84.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZogG5UwBwGDvdoh5vSRt_u7raD7wsUc4VWskmIw3L7YsoQ1TeHtFNtZJ62stBtOSBmeHcSqN-mcjwLD7uGe2qb8iCtW6kwOH2C4mPJdqO8DBJAdOCjcyfpabrQnw60vMcTQM73aFk_Ks/s400/Halloween+2009+84.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478608138840097986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZogG5UwBwGDvdoh5vSRt_u7raD7wsUc4VWskmIw3L7YsoQ1TeHtFNtZJ62stBtOSBmeHcSqN-mcjwLD7uGe2qb8iCtW6kwOH2C4mPJdqO8DBJAdOCjcyfpabrQnw60vMcTQM73aFk_Ks/s1600/Halloween+2009+84.jpg"></a>Ken as Nacho, Keri as Sister Encarnacion. Their orphans are MIA.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdoSgHpbP9oF-vyk3HyagWBS6dKthsOp6ftswFoeuiD2k3W7LAU8MoTRFTPa63ybGdWtHC-2nXDCaMMuy9hdb6pn3lU_155PPC_DOIylLtBJFbZDh_1fT1Gbi4miVzw_lxMWOxXD7paVY/s1600/Halloween+2009+90.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdoSgHpbP9oF-vyk3HyagWBS6dKthsOp6ftswFoeuiD2k3W7LAU8MoTRFTPa63ybGdWtHC-2nXDCaMMuy9hdb6pn3lU_155PPC_DOIylLtBJFbZDh_1fT1Gbi4miVzw_lxMWOxXD7paVY/s400/Halloween+2009+90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478609932911738002" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The Wizard of Oz Family: Leslie as Glinda, Brent as Elphaba (Wicked Witch of the West) and Ryan is the Tin Man</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj48HgHzKomBIHYLDAW2UxoMyJObC7WkQFj4FHFJw5KCu3GanuDttCqmLMIaudciIgCBwDJVcmlvnd9d7CtvJshpHPWN5EjTIQAy68T5ycgWReFCR9gbUMAyNz5iIHm9V4jhvcQM7YOBp8/s1600/Halloween+2009+87.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj48HgHzKomBIHYLDAW2UxoMyJObC7WkQFj4FHFJw5KCu3GanuDttCqmLMIaudciIgCBwDJVcmlvnd9d7CtvJshpHPWN5EjTIQAy68T5ycgWReFCR9gbUMAyNz5iIHm9V4jhvcQM7YOBp8/s400/Halloween+2009+87.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478608156509242050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Kaitlyn is Dorothy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXTlhjNIheZP38ICI72irMLJ4KbZgaOv_pFvDe7VT2JhnozuYzKHUW0HFtyYx5CDCXa2lH2Rf3cxFVKgs9eyFySdz9YiD0sOSPBvaVTbJwJgn4YUUJ6tY1ZJaeyLVQbkTwoyVPV9RiFMY/s1600/Halloween+2009+89.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXTlhjNIheZP38ICI72irMLJ4KbZgaOv_pFvDe7VT2JhnozuYzKHUW0HFtyYx5CDCXa2lH2Rf3cxFVKgs9eyFySdz9YiD0sOSPBvaVTbJwJgn4YUUJ6tY1ZJaeyLVQbkTwoyVPV9RiFMY/s400/Halloween+2009+89.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478608161204822722" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Kylie is the Cowardly Lion</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglm791sAzBS1eIvthPL9a2yq0x8prlXRF-b147-KHMqDcgoC9DU-TzsxzcbOIqwTjU4RUHXSbCOR1pPKzj0UqbIcXDN1CBsWKQw__kk5qpveth-ezl0gO9KYVbzrALuYjAh4ClOI93uQE/s1600/Halloween+2009+101.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglm791sAzBS1eIvthPL9a2yq0x8prlXRF-b147-KHMqDcgoC9DU-TzsxzcbOIqwTjU4RUHXSbCOR1pPKzj0UqbIcXDN1CBsWKQw__kk5qpveth-ezl0gO9KYVbzrALuYjAh4ClOI93uQE/s400/Halloween+2009+101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478609946223325506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>McKeneley as the Scarecrow</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaZJlx-5N8IOg2vpL_REvVMId_zEsHRhSx5oJCksHwLnodI1rEpTzlWFcX4Uzl1HtWI3UFMXnM64D4Av7x5b1Avj6UJzVkX4wHqkBBWswVHYXZjaQkJBNRgc0t3PGMwSksj-BqCavp_E/s1600/Halloween+2009+99.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYaZJlx-5N8IOg2vpL_REvVMId_zEsHRhSx5oJCksHwLnodI1rEpTzlWFcX4Uzl1HtWI3UFMXnM64D4Av7x5b1Avj6UJzVkX4wHqkBBWswVHYXZjaQkJBNRgc0t3PGMwSksj-BqCavp_E/s400/Halloween+2009+99.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478609939778204322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Brynlie is the cutest little Munchkin</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7qj7PxFn30WIODSLiwhmOGjmb6nilsDuiAUgcnHFKQ_GfIeFTPg9vVwuNdjnN5kw61yya3WwPrPPu8qdIJk-KgOxrCvrpXMOJPulImzxhYxyqlS5vKxJHT7AAcm8QWG-adAt99ueRL2U/s1600/Halloween+2009+125.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7qj7PxFn30WIODSLiwhmOGjmb6nilsDuiAUgcnHFKQ_GfIeFTPg9vVwuNdjnN5kw61yya3WwPrPPu8qdIJk-KgOxrCvrpXMOJPulImzxhYxyqlS5vKxJHT7AAcm8QWG-adAt99ueRL2U/s400/Halloween+2009+125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478609964542559794" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Elphaba and Nacho getting friendly.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxDnCSgsDIR37oneX9R-uhf6uFMIpTb3zZcTwMHdiBi4-xKSzJVGPudOhH7cVWzW-gvRfj-87N3mQOFu5TTvF7S_XcSxuaD-gUXC8zCFPYyjspYTyoHVqmd2-JA5B_veR8H6PZDxgXTS8/s1600/Halloween+2009+100.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxDnCSgsDIR37oneX9R-uhf6uFMIpTb3zZcTwMHdiBi4-xKSzJVGPudOhH7cVWzW-gvRfj-87N3mQOFu5TTvF7S_XcSxuaD-gUXC8zCFPYyjspYTyoHVqmd2-JA5B_veR8H6PZDxgXTS8/s400/Halloween+2009+100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478609978796346674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Rushell as a Fairy</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSGL_vaOoBOeQSWxtvkenbewsV2oWUiZ6G1Obil4UhGvq2SxvSlOjF6l1GURT-7kBnFLZigGEb4f2m7PHLuCn3FPj_6WkLqfTYrofeXYHtoW8Ym6c4X_mnj-pVMhZNtONzN1tswpd22R4/s1600/Halloween+2009+112.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSGL_vaOoBOeQSWxtvkenbewsV2oWUiZ6G1Obil4UhGvq2SxvSlOjF6l1GURT-7kBnFLZigGEb4f2m7PHLuCn3FPj_6WkLqfTYrofeXYHtoW8Ym6c4X_mnj-pVMhZNtONzN1tswpd22R4/s400/Halloween+2009+112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478612692733076802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The Talbots</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLyCyjf5qfZThyphenhyphenJzsRcZf1YpL_rJ9JQswBVzN2hF8nOvBPX91oAPl9P5JjQOL1zd0RTzCXhhaDEeP-R8qvVeSvqeA7AZNWYVrBqSJvUTZtYCC31-85DhMkXRag5uXEHMaAmWOQxVIY0U/s1600/Halloween+2009+107.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLyCyjf5qfZThyphenhyphenJzsRcZf1YpL_rJ9JQswBVzN2hF8nOvBPX91oAPl9P5JjQOL1zd0RTzCXhhaDEeP-R8qvVeSvqeA7AZNWYVrBqSJvUTZtYCC31-85DhMkXRag5uXEHMaAmWOQxVIY0U/s400/Halloween+2009+107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478612688520526834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifLyCyjf5qfZThyphenhyphenJzsRcZf1YpL_rJ9JQswBVzN2hF8nOvBPX91oAPl9P5JjQOL1zd0RTzCXhhaDEeP-R8qvVeSvqeA7AZNWYVrBqSJvUTZtYCC31-85DhMkXRag5uXEHMaAmWOQxVIY0U/s1600/Halloween+2009+107.jpg"></a>The Gilliams - Scooby, Shaggy (who is really bald), Daphne, and Wilma</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2UvTWTgz6fzOqifkin9E6-9pMbkGZxsgNvlZRzJt3piBQq_9gY3puQkIGAPDkc0IAAu1BS6JV1_Ry37d46xgYmeSu0hGw-K_Hxjn4h2rx_jl0hi5FoZPP9Im9V48zwB5S4WiyFhRMkoU/s1600/Halloween+2009+104.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2UvTWTgz6fzOqifkin9E6-9pMbkGZxsgNvlZRzJt3piBQq_9gY3puQkIGAPDkc0IAAu1BS6JV1_Ry37d46xgYmeSu0hGw-K_Hxjn4h2rx_jl0hi5FoZPP9Im9V48zwB5S4WiyFhRMkoU/s400/Halloween+2009+104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478612678178719186" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2UvTWTgz6fzOqifkin9E6-9pMbkGZxsgNvlZRzJt3piBQq_9gY3puQkIGAPDkc0IAAu1BS6JV1_Ry37d46xgYmeSu0hGw-K_Hxjn4h2rx_jl0hi5FoZPP9Im9V48zwB5S4WiyFhRMkoU/s1600/Halloween+2009+104.jpg"></a>Melanie - Jailbird</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGyIZilWBg0nFa_oF8IlYn2qMGkZywQ2Bkw_e8jfTnVdPv5rAt1aXa1edTZW3wb_y1gEgOPcqgH_FIoD0pHUOpcAKeEjX2F17xU-dEkSetmN1VD3FgFJPxFBgNBIlDKhPE9AhtyoaVc4/s1600/Halloween+2009+103.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGyIZilWBg0nFa_oF8IlYn2qMGkZywQ2Bkw_e8jfTnVdPv5rAt1aXa1edTZW3wb_y1gEgOPcqgH_FIoD0pHUOpcAKeEjX2F17xU-dEkSetmN1VD3FgFJPxFBgNBIlDKhPE9AhtyoaVc4/s400/Halloween+2009+103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478612673310741890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDGyIZilWBg0nFa_oF8IlYn2qMGkZywQ2Bkw_e8jfTnVdPv5rAt1aXa1edTZW3wb_y1gEgOPcqgH_FIoD0pHUOpcAKeEjX2F17xU-dEkSetmN1VD3FgFJPxFBgNBIlDKhPE9AhtyoaVc4/s1600/Halloween+2009+103.jpg"></a>Hazel - as Super Girl</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRNi6VhT0-2F_8xwYtDlXaXVfik5INc17j1JazQTo5laqui_lEnD812-ujB_1pFb6IvDIRd632AeyVJVW1Ug8lBCQttvhBkSKBvQHUrZ5zGvtMFOVtQYI54nIJzpK8-TTR9nVwVAOl68/s1600/Halloween+2009+102.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBRNi6VhT0-2F_8xwYtDlXaXVfik5INc17j1JazQTo5laqui_lEnD812-ujB_1pFb6IvDIRd632AeyVJVW1Ug8lBCQttvhBkSKBvQHUrZ5zGvtMFOVtQYI54nIJzpK8-TTR9nVwVAOl68/s400/Halloween+2009+102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478612667559130738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Betsy as (I think) The Greatest American Hero</div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GSY00MhEKMDsK2l-VmYipR1VsJ53c0Y-NO_Bsj0ioTdc2l5zyDErkbCd2x9gz-FmOqx_F2OBoSiwynL-slk-JKAuqm7xcKtqzOh4IWpW2pPI8j8WPpNBEiQAwPtbMp_XRr4uH-TugA0/s1600/Halloween+2009+138.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GSY00MhEKMDsK2l-VmYipR1VsJ53c0Y-NO_Bsj0ioTdc2l5zyDErkbCd2x9gz-FmOqx_F2OBoSiwynL-slk-JKAuqm7xcKtqzOh4IWpW2pPI8j8WPpNBEiQAwPtbMp_XRr4uH-TugA0/s400/Halloween+2009+138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478613884474598050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GSY00MhEKMDsK2l-VmYipR1VsJ53c0Y-NO_Bsj0ioTdc2l5zyDErkbCd2x9gz-FmOqx_F2OBoSiwynL-slk-JKAuqm7xcKtqzOh4IWpW2pPI8j8WPpNBEiQAwPtbMp_XRr4uH-TugA0/s1600/Halloween+2009+138.jpg"></a>Ethan as a cute little cow, and not sure what Bill is.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vv2WAHVcCpO7eaUTO5D36ccEsWL37uvSOH_BzWK5tP2-SkPfVtog4W0zM-ZkvSeaehgvCM5Lb8EeStGXcKsueVZ34jT_rVfWUHxDLNWr64RqJnoSjOBtj0IEDysTLfyY4e54qDUVx8Q/s1600/Halloween+2009+128.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vv2WAHVcCpO7eaUTO5D36ccEsWL37uvSOH_BzWK5tP2-SkPfVtog4W0zM-ZkvSeaehgvCM5Lb8EeStGXcKsueVZ34jT_rVfWUHxDLNWr64RqJnoSjOBtj0IEDysTLfyY4e54qDUVx8Q/s400/Halloween+2009+128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478613868796322578" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6vv2WAHVcCpO7eaUTO5D36ccEsWL37uvSOH_BzWK5tP2-SkPfVtog4W0zM-ZkvSeaehgvCM5Lb8EeStGXcKsueVZ34jT_rVfWUHxDLNWr64RqJnoSjOBtj0IEDysTLfyY4e54qDUVx8Q/s1600/Halloween+2009+128.jpg"></a>Laura as a sassy, sparkletastic elf.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguguxhEkG-u933xufxC5n5GXIaPdrmOQfmfErP7jduxK1_wEyjQl0pWL9hkC7rmxkqPqKXoEVBNbnIFjyqJdbJzkxQ3IUe4cRt8Fspmpzv0Kc0NK4WV1PDzY6UPnfKrwkMXygaWr75Brg/s1600/Halloween+2009+116.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguguxhEkG-u933xufxC5n5GXIaPdrmOQfmfErP7jduxK1_wEyjQl0pWL9hkC7rmxkqPqKXoEVBNbnIFjyqJdbJzkxQ3IUe4cRt8Fspmpzv0Kc0NK4WV1PDzY6UPnfKrwkMXygaWr75Brg/s400/Halloween+2009+116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478613863889386274" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguguxhEkG-u933xufxC5n5GXIaPdrmOQfmfErP7jduxK1_wEyjQl0pWL9hkC7rmxkqPqKXoEVBNbnIFjyqJdbJzkxQ3IUe4cRt8Fspmpzv0Kc0NK4WV1PDzY6UPnfKrwkMXygaWr75Brg/s1600/Halloween+2009+116.jpg"></a>Jeremy - self explanatory.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_qJ8yP3KgVNfu2HINZSjJQ1n_DBHdSBRrWVwAo1zj44Usm3K24GdCql4Yes8nb0Wc0svIscismxScGULI63kmofp9irHuE4bViHlbKilJGXZrTJ-kaT2CLYyfIRbJL6LtlgpVKB97W04/s1600/Halloween+2009+115.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_qJ8yP3KgVNfu2HINZSjJQ1n_DBHdSBRrWVwAo1zj44Usm3K24GdCql4Yes8nb0Wc0svIscismxScGULI63kmofp9irHuE4bViHlbKilJGXZrTJ-kaT2CLYyfIRbJL6LtlgpVKB97W04/s400/Halloween+2009+115.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478613861122772834" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Lonya and Cayden</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3odv4hJLUdCvTt_OIqjD9hFgyRBjiJSFrA4CYFit7r6bKST3DXP4qLSD13tq10X3579EstwlmWk1EtHJkn65jSBjysz2L7BkX5qVofEmZCJldr2NMfakyWjN2uRzpCaukDta0SbS4pC0/s1600/Halloween+2009+134.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3odv4hJLUdCvTt_OIqjD9hFgyRBjiJSFrA4CYFit7r6bKST3DXP4qLSD13tq10X3579EstwlmWk1EtHJkn65jSBjysz2L7BkX5qVofEmZCJldr2NMfakyWjN2uRzpCaukDta0SbS4pC0/s400/Halloween+2009+134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478613875740178082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Mary and Lowell Dennis</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMD_ZSju4S9DuYcq86Ns4RvxdQ8j1lafVA-VzuHI5ZLUsfS7YgNOIXw4lc9Yf1csgjs24Gt6NxZJ5uaVQHwbKAhS-CCk0CkY54RNh5R3UmoPhmiSu3igJIwwr6GwlVurA2Ov1fhNRG1F8/s1600/Halloween+2009+147.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMD_ZSju4S9DuYcq86Ns4RvxdQ8j1lafVA-VzuHI5ZLUsfS7YgNOIXw4lc9Yf1csgjs24Gt6NxZJ5uaVQHwbKAhS-CCk0CkY54RNh5R3UmoPhmiSu3igJIwwr6GwlVurA2Ov1fhNRG1F8/s400/Halloween+2009+147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478615025181049506" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMD_ZSju4S9DuYcq86Ns4RvxdQ8j1lafVA-VzuHI5ZLUsfS7YgNOIXw4lc9Yf1csgjs24Gt6NxZJ5uaVQHwbKAhS-CCk0CkY54RNh5R3UmoPhmiSu3igJIwwr6GwlVurA2Ov1fhNRG1F8/s1600/Halloween+2009+147.jpg"></a>The Elders and the Nun. Elder Halversen, Matt, and Elder Hertig<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Mg3HU2eFKh6q_GlTrz80jhyphenhyphenA5CXz2Gt4fuSFDW1wbnFPB0_2R2jmFhVTgdsBM28Z1bXX3iVaSZWigkfovRB9jUgkpLcvqvl47ZnXzlu5LqhT5vBZG8u-OXu1sWnjf7eMPH6h4t7-VDQ/s1600/Halloween+2009+144.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Mg3HU2eFKh6q_GlTrz80jhyphenhyphenA5CXz2Gt4fuSFDW1wbnFPB0_2R2jmFhVTgdsBM28Z1bXX3iVaSZWigkfovRB9jUgkpLcvqvl47ZnXzlu5LqhT5vBZG8u-OXu1sWnjf7eMPH6h4t7-VDQ/s400/Halloween+2009+144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478615020000476402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Mg3HU2eFKh6q_GlTrz80jhyphenhyphenA5CXz2Gt4fuSFDW1wbnFPB0_2R2jmFhVTgdsBM28Z1bXX3iVaSZWigkfovRB9jUgkpLcvqvl47ZnXzlu5LqhT5vBZG8u-OXu1sWnjf7eMPH6h4t7-VDQ/s1600/Halloween+2009+144.jpg"></a>Bryce as Bozo</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aiQtgqSUe3CblAwB2VoDNa5AzjJ2-1x5i8bETQPeQIluGqhmAOnj6yM1oIDA-KIFpPX1q8PXO5QJtqwS3qZvTj9f12-2lUPogEjqlSbCD9wmgTUAtPQ8EUrBEZf9Soi31I6BkUD7X4g/s1600/Halloween+2009+143.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aiQtgqSUe3CblAwB2VoDNa5AzjJ2-1x5i8bETQPeQIluGqhmAOnj6yM1oIDA-KIFpPX1q8PXO5QJtqwS3qZvTj9f12-2lUPogEjqlSbCD9wmgTUAtPQ8EUrBEZf9Soi31I6BkUD7X4g/s400/Halloween+2009+143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478615018081203970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4aiQtgqSUe3CblAwB2VoDNa5AzjJ2-1x5i8bETQPeQIluGqhmAOnj6yM1oIDA-KIFpPX1q8PXO5QJtqwS3qZvTj9f12-2lUPogEjqlSbCD9wmgTUAtPQ8EUrBEZf9Soi31I6BkUD7X4g/s1600/Halloween+2009+143.jpg"></a>Sarah made a GREAT clown!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTYXuSVDsRHyFp3ns2AnNl638wwt-YWTOV7rMW_h86hVTONFEHvClmctiLfYQlkvddTqcJLqI_JW2j3gK3oyzHCXebDjbi_rERSA4m8FULhQAy5ZwVurDaEOKovwzo0U_hvJJeO8R0lg/s1600/Halloween+2009+141.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTYXuSVDsRHyFp3ns2AnNl638wwt-YWTOV7rMW_h86hVTONFEHvClmctiLfYQlkvddTqcJLqI_JW2j3gK3oyzHCXebDjbi_rERSA4m8FULhQAy5ZwVurDaEOKovwzo0U_hvJJeO8R0lg/s400/Halloween+2009+141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478615009113278082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCTYXuSVDsRHyFp3ns2AnNl638wwt-YWTOV7rMW_h86hVTONFEHvClmctiLfYQlkvddTqcJLqI_JW2j3gK3oyzHCXebDjbi_rERSA4m8FULhQAy5ZwVurDaEOKovwzo0U_hvJJeO8R0lg/s1600/Halloween+2009+141.jpg"></a>Rylee went as Miley Cyrus for the party. For the school Carnival, she was Hannah Montana. She said the wig was too itchy.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDHTMRA5iRlQbepXhQw_bytbDVk5SjvDfCJ6y7n1PXxEbYS6MEXSpYWpTy8zh3YGq6rV42T7bLdb84EVSRHgD04a0wt5qZwrnChoDfHNrA0JvVeYpD5r5p9hD1A_RvPjnHXHr-fUTxqw/s1600/Halloween+2009+139.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitDHTMRA5iRlQbepXhQw_bytbDVk5SjvDfCJ6y7n1PXxEbYS6MEXSpYWpTy8zh3YGq6rV42T7bLdb84EVSRHgD04a0wt5qZwrnChoDfHNrA0JvVeYpD5r5p9hD1A_RvPjnHXHr-fUTxqw/s400/Halloween+2009+139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478614998352085746" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Bug wanted to wear a shirt that said, "I'm with Stupid."</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-74784758123643975522009-12-15T00:16:00.007-06:002009-12-15T16:28:04.613-06:00Anniversary #17...December 5th was our 17th Anniversary. <div><br /></div><div>I wanted to do something special for Del this year, so I put together a slide-show for him. At first I put all the pictures in random order, but it was too disjointed, so I just re-finished it for him in chronological order (or as close as I could get it.) </div><div><br /></div><div>It's hilarious going through old photos. Basically it's a HAIR and FAT diary. Some years we ate and looked better than others. Fat and happy seems to be the theme.</div><div><br /></div><div>Before ya'll comment on my lovely 80's bangs and big 'fros, just remember your kids will make fun of YOUR hair too.</div><div><br /></div><div>Happy Anniversary, Del. Thanks for putting up with me for so long. Love you.</div><div><br /></div><div>If you want to watch the video - click <a href="http://files.me.com/kristinclaridge/gngbe3.mov"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">HERE</span></span></b></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">.</span></span></b></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-18212021521693577932009-11-30T21:34:00.002-06:002009-11-30T21:46:44.061-06:00Filth...Del came out of the bedroom yesterday morning and walked into the office to review his Sunday school lesson before church. <div><br /></div><div>The kids were still asleep. The kitchen was spotless - sparkly and shiny. </div><div><br /></div><div>He came out of the office 30 minutes later to find the kitchen a disaster area.</div><div><br /></div><div>He looked at all of his five children and said in a very STERN voice, (aka - a loud roar)<br /><br />"Why in the world would you people want to live in filth?"<br /><br />to which Bug quickly replied, "Because it's easier to maintain?"</div><div><br /></div><div>Del laughed. The rest of them laughed. </div><div><br /></div><div>Props go to the quickest wit in our house. AND they cleaned up the mess. :)<br /><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-67479778491435914972009-11-22T22:31:00.009-06:002009-11-23T00:22:18.401-06:00The King - Part Deux....September 29th, 2009.<div><br /></div><div>King Del, that is.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sir, Del.</div><div><br /></div><div>Master Del.</div><div><br /></div><div>MISTER - Del.</div><div><br /></div>Del - who works for Apple.<div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7c2m9QTzTqELQvvnfC4I2EH3GpT8YF9aMU10q-BTl4DXc7TFujUAWq_BMwMGSM6b2mkVliPHULfb9W_ImagvlNaS3vu1u7Ak1vVlKXeXUVpBhuZ0WPQOaJ0wqB9qD2Qd0N75CM0N7W2Q/s1600/IMG_2867.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7c2m9QTzTqELQvvnfC4I2EH3GpT8YF9aMU10q-BTl4DXc7TFujUAWq_BMwMGSM6b2mkVliPHULfb9W_ImagvlNaS3vu1u7Ak1vVlKXeXUVpBhuZ0WPQOaJ0wqB9qD2Qd0N75CM0N7W2Q/s800/IMG_2867.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407176965789492514" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>Yowza - looking shnazzy in his new suit.</div><div><br /></div><div>Del FINALLY got the promotion that we moved to Texas for. Hallelujah! He's worked very hard, and we're super proud of him. He's officially Chief Cook and Bottle Washer. Yay!<br /><div><div><br /></div><div>So we had a party! Invited our good friends to celebrate with us and had a surprise party for him when he got home from work. Some were able to come on such short notice and we're so glad they showed up, as we had a TON of food!</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpbUQmcJ1dMnBWixvvu73zbXU4QiCpzUOT0UuTywXyvFnlNfe3VYHgd9GrCH6-doKEGQEn3rq-5PMy3gTPQfW8BO8NpQhvkIcHFiVubIi7qU3ZpvKxY5etXo3h10IIdotkkAK2wKr9kJI/s1600/IMG_2477.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpbUQmcJ1dMnBWixvvu73zbXU4QiCpzUOT0UuTywXyvFnlNfe3VYHgd9GrCH6-doKEGQEn3rq-5PMy3gTPQfW8BO8NpQhvkIcHFiVubIi7qU3ZpvKxY5etXo3h10IIdotkkAK2wKr9kJI/s400/IMG_2477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175299209712194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpbUQmcJ1dMnBWixvvu73zbXU4QiCpzUOT0UuTywXyvFnlNfe3VYHgd9GrCH6-doKEGQEn3rq-5PMy3gTPQfW8BO8NpQhvkIcHFiVubIi7qU3ZpvKxY5etXo3h10IIdotkkAK2wKr9kJI/s1600/IMG_2477.jpg"></a>Enchiladas and Burritos</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJR-s0EU0KTOvsqYToA9XT4WD_wmB9L6Pq_AtiPbB1kgJrBKLaHeFisNzmpstb6Ef11v7sQjD2McHAygNSXfSdMVpYc3xUOHDLTe1cq_bw43VBVqXAKtKhGY5tEGOQqbPTHehD3X7B2I/s1600/IMG_2478.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJR-s0EU0KTOvsqYToA9XT4WD_wmB9L6Pq_AtiPbB1kgJrBKLaHeFisNzmpstb6Ef11v7sQjD2McHAygNSXfSdMVpYc3xUOHDLTe1cq_bw43VBVqXAKtKhGY5tEGOQqbPTHehD3X7B2I/s400/IMG_2478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175293891432546" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJR-s0EU0KTOvsqYToA9XT4WD_wmB9L6Pq_AtiPbB1kgJrBKLaHeFisNzmpstb6Ef11v7sQjD2McHAygNSXfSdMVpYc3xUOHDLTe1cq_bw43VBVqXAKtKhGY5tEGOQqbPTHehD3X7B2I/s1600/IMG_2478.jpg"></a>Beans and Rice</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BPo2rYgQO7MLFxzX97gXyiJgCAKrstdzDovAjtLfHnUm5KB0ZnXOFGgjhKB78B9NXt0skzXcwaBpzAtwNuePfFPHvw4alcirDtrsYbs_SjtSHVbbtXj-aARBHoqB2LsU9Kt8U-GlBmk/s1600/IMG_2479.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BPo2rYgQO7MLFxzX97gXyiJgCAKrstdzDovAjtLfHnUm5KB0ZnXOFGgjhKB78B9NXt0skzXcwaBpzAtwNuePfFPHvw4alcirDtrsYbs_SjtSHVbbtXj-aARBHoqB2LsU9Kt8U-GlBmk/s400/IMG_2479.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175293210932098" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9BPo2rYgQO7MLFxzX97gXyiJgCAKrstdzDovAjtLfHnUm5KB0ZnXOFGgjhKB78B9NXt0skzXcwaBpzAtwNuePfFPHvw4alcirDtrsYbs_SjtSHVbbtXj-aARBHoqB2LsU9Kt8U-GlBmk/s1600/IMG_2479.jpg"></a>Chips, Salsa, and Creamy Jalapeño Ranch (our favorite)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNyFIt4ugdQPp5AOS8txRktPtc1d9_SkvNkY7l1QRmEg59K02y0LzSh61cyBqbfxBN5sdUdnVS3IlfJXGtTkyxM_eautFnE0Ohkpv08x99wa0y9_P0TF-n9B9cWl3S0nNJd9D-RU2yMo/s1600/IMG_2487.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNyFIt4ugdQPp5AOS8txRktPtc1d9_SkvNkY7l1QRmEg59K02y0LzSh61cyBqbfxBN5sdUdnVS3IlfJXGtTkyxM_eautFnE0Ohkpv08x99wa0y9_P0TF-n9B9cWl3S0nNJd9D-RU2yMo/s400/IMG_2487.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175284211253890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We made a toast to Del with our fancy plastic margarita cups filled with Rootbeer & Sprite.</div><div><br /></div><div>I had to stall him because we weren't ready. He was supposed to pick up the kids from piano lessons, but when he got there, there were no kids. I had the piano teacher tell him that her husband had just taken them home.</div><div><br /></div><div>He knew something was going on when I panicked and said I needed him to stop at Walmart for some milk because we had none. Only we DID have some that we had just bought the day before. I yelled - "Er - just don't come home till 6:30!" </div><div><br /></div><div>ugh. </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikbZ60RXTq-KVYQ924SJIK63Qa1JUamif7V80pQepE45UM-vLsc_WIrPT3kJWwKojvcH7I3ikWzpfr2wlPbvZzaLXVXPazWDvgeQRvKNF02qwW-sSbyMwMwBTaU5rkir9mqANURuPDcOE/s1600/IMG_2442_2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikbZ60RXTq-KVYQ924SJIK63Qa1JUamif7V80pQepE45UM-vLsc_WIrPT3kJWwKojvcH7I3ikWzpfr2wlPbvZzaLXVXPazWDvgeQRvKNF02qwW-sSbyMwMwBTaU5rkir9mqANURuPDcOE/s400/IMG_2442_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407175302434841026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The Man of the Hour - and me.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06l0ftljUm6BnNYuM11U_3kk5xn62Cpe04xlrWw6tqnRKj9B4CJRKC8dUMGoPqixlXzzdi5xcu63aYutZlDrI4Esusx9xB1Efh4sH4nHSnocPY4bMNRB28XW-aMbZjmhMNVgPaokh-FE/s1600/IMG_2445.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06l0ftljUm6BnNYuM11U_3kk5xn62Cpe04xlrWw6tqnRKj9B4CJRKC8dUMGoPqixlXzzdi5xcu63aYutZlDrI4Esusx9xB1Efh4sH4nHSnocPY4bMNRB28XW-aMbZjmhMNVgPaokh-FE/s400/IMG_2445.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407172085873729938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Kylie</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj06l0ftljUm6BnNYuM11U_3kk5xn62Cpe04xlrWw6tqnRKj9B4CJRKC8dUMGoPqixlXzzdi5xcu63aYutZlDrI4Esusx9xB1Efh4sH4nHSnocPY4bMNRB28XW-aMbZjmhMNVgPaokh-FE/s1600/IMG_2445.jpg"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFD3kPoqNug5DruHtmkcSa2NmPyKUXe9UNUSxDF6WmjFTCCtX5m5zVhUZf8gthTlDGLgSwS2LYR-Jow-Bu_qv_2_4jWJNAZWGEjWpQHyK9KteJ6B3v7WsCeFefUfx-4OYP17jo1vfYW0/s1600/IMG_2439.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFD3kPoqNug5DruHtmkcSa2NmPyKUXe9UNUSxDF6WmjFTCCtX5m5zVhUZf8gthTlDGLgSwS2LYR-Jow-Bu_qv_2_4jWJNAZWGEjWpQHyK9KteJ6B3v7WsCeFefUfx-4OYP17jo1vfYW0/s400/IMG_2439.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407172083273601554" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnFD3kPoqNug5DruHtmkcSa2NmPyKUXe9UNUSxDF6WmjFTCCtX5m5zVhUZf8gthTlDGLgSwS2LYR-Jow-Bu_qv_2_4jWJNAZWGEjWpQHyK9KteJ6B3v7WsCeFefUfx-4OYP17jo1vfYW0/s1600/IMG_2439.jpg"></a>Leslie</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dIL1FkVS9qsSMN2V05HMIQJ8vlIiyD-iL1lRBgduSuC8WR8HmH8xco4DpEUno8yEokay0lKim5q72syMdel_Kj4kGOLvicnktSVS4rPVQDuakHWJRzKiHInb-JbMeH5OOQhJX1pg41Y/s1600/IMG_2438.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dIL1FkVS9qsSMN2V05HMIQJ8vlIiyD-iL1lRBgduSuC8WR8HmH8xco4DpEUno8yEokay0lKim5q72syMdel_Kj4kGOLvicnktSVS4rPVQDuakHWJRzKiHInb-JbMeH5OOQhJX1pg41Y/s400/IMG_2438.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407172079507861266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dIL1FkVS9qsSMN2V05HMIQJ8vlIiyD-iL1lRBgduSuC8WR8HmH8xco4DpEUno8yEokay0lKim5q72syMdel_Kj4kGOLvicnktSVS4rPVQDuakHWJRzKiHInb-JbMeH5OOQhJX1pg41Y/s1600/IMG_2438.jpg"></a>Brent (his favorite pose)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQawEWvN-ioRDTcOAtVbVrphLZX-95vwNuhzHy3vop8FPU4qFsvGFUWtfR7ELE0Sh1qw2n7oNWnNWz0-QJJp5lb7lUedlc8Z7N6Az-v6QGrSJiCu4bNpKJLif26yQIIIBqqd1af1UbpwI/s1600/IMG_2436.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQawEWvN-ioRDTcOAtVbVrphLZX-95vwNuhzHy3vop8FPU4qFsvGFUWtfR7ELE0Sh1qw2n7oNWnNWz0-QJJp5lb7lUedlc8Z7N6Az-v6QGrSJiCu4bNpKJLif26yQIIIBqqd1af1UbpwI/s400/IMG_2436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407172078106030066" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQawEWvN-ioRDTcOAtVbVrphLZX-95vwNuhzHy3vop8FPU4qFsvGFUWtfR7ELE0Sh1qw2n7oNWnNWz0-QJJp5lb7lUedlc8Z7N6Az-v6QGrSJiCu4bNpKJLif26yQIIIBqqd1af1UbpwI/s1600/IMG_2436.jpg"></a>Ryan - love this one. CHEESE!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB12WbJDKrBHdsykLk3sgMdZTPejhhBO5nV5oX1cyVRNKgJ6t3OiJR-nWZBHj-PSg68OugZeNhTLR_RZn2Bg6JbrEIDbW1MVFFxTpAWd3tgxT4lAJ1X-O45ELbxyHSgZFJ7PnR7ogte0/s1600/IMG_2435.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoB12WbJDKrBHdsykLk3sgMdZTPejhhBO5nV5oX1cyVRNKgJ6t3OiJR-nWZBHj-PSg68OugZeNhTLR_RZn2Bg6JbrEIDbW1MVFFxTpAWd3tgxT4lAJ1X-O45ELbxyHSgZFJ7PnR7ogte0/s400/IMG_2435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407172073088245570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Brynlie</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEingzKybzUfmSi_AZJ-TUfjzft83nNqNyvk4d5cv3lWfWNPxN98dJuymm_GHD7uEj2hWF91dDqWtE3asIHCnBHSTE6z31VBXlHeptLw2SHicj6u5-dKQBNQOaGIgNgufB5ANxQ5Twkv74g/s1600/IMG_2485.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEingzKybzUfmSi_AZJ-TUfjzft83nNqNyvk4d5cv3lWfWNPxN98dJuymm_GHD7uEj2hWF91dDqWtE3asIHCnBHSTE6z31VBXlHeptLw2SHicj6u5-dKQBNQOaGIgNgufB5ANxQ5Twkv74g/s400/IMG_2485.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407173302285079010" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEingzKybzUfmSi_AZJ-TUfjzft83nNqNyvk4d5cv3lWfWNPxN98dJuymm_GHD7uEj2hWF91dDqWtE3asIHCnBHSTE6z31VBXlHeptLw2SHicj6u5-dKQBNQOaGIgNgufB5ANxQ5Twkv74g/s1600/IMG_2485.jpg"></a>Rylee - making faces. Her favorite thing to do.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA7sDIvUFNsfW7qNiMpAouHiiFKglz5-BYl7rs3ynVW8POwxpbrP8CH8awje9Y4vUaQ1ApTOjBQQ44veZEh_zmGvpamJT5nj_fzM-nVUTqh-jFeLoaxt0WmsrcJICcfr06TKhraF2-CpU/s1600/IMG_2489.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA7sDIvUFNsfW7qNiMpAouHiiFKglz5-BYl7rs3ynVW8POwxpbrP8CH8awje9Y4vUaQ1ApTOjBQQ44veZEh_zmGvpamJT5nj_fzM-nVUTqh-jFeLoaxt0WmsrcJICcfr06TKhraF2-CpU/s400/IMG_2489.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407173295962789202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA7sDIvUFNsfW7qNiMpAouHiiFKglz5-BYl7rs3ynVW8POwxpbrP8CH8awje9Y4vUaQ1ApTOjBQQ44veZEh_zmGvpamJT5nj_fzM-nVUTqh-jFeLoaxt0WmsrcJICcfr06TKhraF2-CpU/s1600/IMG_2489.jpg"></a>James - trying to stay awake.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi4TLLTACoDPXD31m1QGUviWHseznQXZs717dg75MW3niudpPhLE1fAXMb_mstcdQxcvxw1jNK2cVby2zOyAQOP2P5o0JcCysp54BRh57jzpbA9ksVvwQoXVsulD0z-AWoX0sEC3pR2Q/s1600/IMG_2492.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi4TLLTACoDPXD31m1QGUviWHseznQXZs717dg75MW3niudpPhLE1fAXMb_mstcdQxcvxw1jNK2cVby2zOyAQOP2P5o0JcCysp54BRh57jzpbA9ksVvwQoXVsulD0z-AWoX0sEC3pR2Q/s400/IMG_2492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407173290925811810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi4TLLTACoDPXD31m1QGUviWHseznQXZs717dg75MW3niudpPhLE1fAXMb_mstcdQxcvxw1jNK2cVby2zOyAQOP2P5o0JcCysp54BRh57jzpbA9ksVvwQoXVsulD0z-AWoX0sEC3pR2Q/s1600/IMG_2492.jpg"></a>Cute Auntie Mhari.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHjk_BvndQVajOlt8NfHXOB24rsX7kkQpVtMYilUJj2zE2tQ9uBXqFC1dq31DhI_1DsXF6BbteRKVANM00ymHFHfW1YIk96sDHYXK4hNslFGoQZZrBF2mZg23dkCR4W2q0nsvfUT8us7A/s1600/IMG_2463.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHjk_BvndQVajOlt8NfHXOB24rsX7kkQpVtMYilUJj2zE2tQ9uBXqFC1dq31DhI_1DsXF6BbteRKVANM00ymHFHfW1YIk96sDHYXK4hNslFGoQZZrBF2mZg23dkCR4W2q0nsvfUT8us7A/s400/IMG_2463.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407173284670145730" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Sydney</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHjk_BvndQVajOlt8NfHXOB24rsX7kkQpVtMYilUJj2zE2tQ9uBXqFC1dq31DhI_1DsXF6BbteRKVANM00ymHFHfW1YIk96sDHYXK4hNslFGoQZZrBF2mZg23dkCR4W2q0nsvfUT8us7A/s1600/IMG_2463.jpg"></a>Apparently, the girls took the camera upstairs to strike some poses.</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9TIbigGLO_TPwLcZ3B1GgKAnwxl5CRwbrc5N5kLDbj0x7lc9g03Kv27eKr_pyoyvfgXClZekoPZlkQrm9pRgNn0lnBTvhhzX3BAS4jxr6baTJ3G8zQN6RBW5Q5SfU7HGl-Ytnaq1r9W4/s1600/IMG_2453.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9TIbigGLO_TPwLcZ3B1GgKAnwxl5CRwbrc5N5kLDbj0x7lc9g03Kv27eKr_pyoyvfgXClZekoPZlkQrm9pRgNn0lnBTvhhzX3BAS4jxr6baTJ3G8zQN6RBW5Q5SfU7HGl-Ytnaq1r9W4/s400/IMG_2453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407173280310019938" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>McKeneley</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I'm sad I didn't get pics of all the helium balloons and giant banner that we used to decorate. Oh well. </div><div><br /></div><div>After the party was over, we had fun with the helium balloons.</div><div><br /></div><div>Good times :)</div><div><div><br /></div><div><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZkcG5Ndoug&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kZkcG5Ndoug&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x2b405b&color2=0x6b8ab6&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object></div></div></div></div></div><br /><br />Congratulations, Del!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-32483352257409560072009-11-22T22:10:00.003-06:002009-11-22T22:29:46.020-06:00The KingKing George, that is. Del and I went to see George Strait that same weekend as Rylee's birthday - which is why her birthday party wasn't until the following week. :)<div><br /></div><div>It was the inaugural performance in the new fancy shmancy Cedar Park Center. Funny thing though (not really funny) - they didn't plan the parking well. After waiting 30 minutes in line to turn left into the venue, the officer directing traffic said we need to go to another entrance. After another 30 minutes of waiting to enter THAT way, the lovely officer there said the parking lot was already full. There was no more parking anywhere. We were directed to drive back down to Target, and they'll have buses to shuttle us to the Center. </div><div><br /></div><div>What a mess. After boarding the bus, and sitting on it for another 20 minutes (gridlock) some genius sitting in the back asked if the driver would open the door so he could just walk through the traffic. It only took ONE person. Thank you, Person. The whole bus unloaded in the middle of the road, and we all walked the 2 miles to the Center.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Jzyjx9EEHQYTDjMvgcqzzA9fA37-DwNZXww73O3lgDC6trB0nuUWeuraL8SjmdJcXaQUah6-Pl1QekZJgA2pz8FSWLHPn5F_Ck260TXddS3B5iFNcdsaRmHgBKAvN3kjyMYz-Fnk1GE/s1600/IMG_1907.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Jzyjx9EEHQYTDjMvgcqzzA9fA37-DwNZXww73O3lgDC6trB0nuUWeuraL8SjmdJcXaQUah6-Pl1QekZJgA2pz8FSWLHPn5F_Ck260TXddS3B5iFNcdsaRmHgBKAvN3kjyMYz-Fnk1GE/s400/IMG_1907.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407148761388136210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>We missed Leann Womack completely, but sat down just in time for the King to make his entrance. Thank goodness this venue had SEATS. I was soooo glad I didn't wear heels that night. </div><div><br /></div><div>It was a great concert. Highly recommended. Also fun to watch all the old folks dance around and sing. George has been around the block a time or two.</div><div><br /></div><div>Good times.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-91943548540754661612009-11-18T10:30:00.010-06:002009-11-20T10:21:46.570-06:00Rylee's Birthday!So....<div><br /></div><div>I have to start from a month ago. I mean September! </div><div>I've been terrible at keeping this updated. This is so Adam will get off my back.</div><div><br /></div><div>Rylee's 7th Birthday - </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVsyaqyzwjyw5D1K0SjDIii6FDyv3H9JRY0X32MJwVJ5JhN9VUGgu6kVlQLxoiQ5g5w1CpUORUU77MBi_7A11d5OGxBvdF750fonic7rdBXWAf171LYBD7nsvIJuQmMBRp2RVtFbbOVFI/s1600/IMG_2370.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVsyaqyzwjyw5D1K0SjDIii6FDyv3H9JRY0X32MJwVJ5JhN9VUGgu6kVlQLxoiQ5g5w1CpUORUU77MBi_7A11d5OGxBvdF750fonic7rdBXWAf171LYBD7nsvIJuQmMBRp2RVtFbbOVFI/s400/IMG_2370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405484152658573618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>First we took Syd and Ry to get pedicures and manicures for her birthday. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0kg5UsaVIRTLRQ4Uv1Hwg2E0ac3eHbksSj2FuzUfV9rnjGm2A3kjKrC3XwicJw0m6OuX8RIDTKGAYTlR6SicGmuFpev4sDhUEQjC4RKnTpCuvdgADaFzoCqe7ZhbBCPGpK92qC683EbM/s1600/IMG_2374.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0kg5UsaVIRTLRQ4Uv1Hwg2E0ac3eHbksSj2FuzUfV9rnjGm2A3kjKrC3XwicJw0m6OuX8RIDTKGAYTlR6SicGmuFpev4sDhUEQjC4RKnTpCuvdgADaFzoCqe7ZhbBCPGpK92qC683EbM/s400/IMG_2374.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405484157017685202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>(Ahem... Del's a regular now :)</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6rZ2fEWNX2wXdjMRMzAY_3_a2LilTMBBRWRtzDonZobLPC-VeSWqqrwC8WqG3Ko9RY6RDBeNax3cRJ5sePO7mL7-9K7qbS9HhwO6QcDbAIw-IH05rMpS2neqfEi9yS9b4eujK11Q2Kw/s1600/IMG_2418.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6rZ2fEWNX2wXdjMRMzAY_3_a2LilTMBBRWRtzDonZobLPC-VeSWqqrwC8WqG3Ko9RY6RDBeNax3cRJ5sePO7mL7-9K7qbS9HhwO6QcDbAIw-IH05rMpS2neqfEi9yS9b4eujK11Q2Kw/s400/IMG_2418.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406210512154347362" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>His beautiful feet.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwNhON-yT4zMy8Tr_Z2OrI5rWM3EJ7XeY8hG4rhYSSsQ38M49g0ON9aI5b2jDmDjaddE0UcNRbTks4MmBRqiplbVw2nWC7i8tm4pHogpz2vAeteEmkAqMxAjuayx5Ts8tXU-bF85b-Ic/s1600/IMG_2376.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwwNhON-yT4zMy8Tr_Z2OrI5rWM3EJ7XeY8hG4rhYSSsQ38M49g0ON9aI5b2jDmDjaddE0UcNRbTks4MmBRqiplbVw2nWC7i8tm4pHogpz2vAeteEmkAqMxAjuayx5Ts8tXU-bF85b-Ic/s400/IMG_2376.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405484159292681698" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Rylee's lovely fingers and toes.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlNw4N1RyvAFsWo01p5SLDE_TLK6WKQy1gNWxi1egfbjkOW6xp7aa_U0DQ4syB1-XFSmh77WsA3qMzGFV11SJD1nsPTaK_3NevfLrYi41b45mKjgHbzb5ciMP2tOMw6F0rznN3PtofLWE/s1600/IMG_2379.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlNw4N1RyvAFsWo01p5SLDE_TLK6WKQy1gNWxi1egfbjkOW6xp7aa_U0DQ4syB1-XFSmh77WsA3qMzGFV11SJD1nsPTaK_3NevfLrYi41b45mKjgHbzb5ciMP2tOMw6F0rznN3PtofLWE/s400/IMG_2379.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405484166636766306" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>These were the MOST EXPENSIVE pedicures EVER! See that guy walking behind Del? He had a woopsy. Our bill came to $100. The guy accidentally entered $1000. From my DEBIT card. What a nightmare! He couldn't figure out how to void the transaction, because the owners were out of town and didn't have the right access codes. So we left and went to Olive Garden while he fixed his mess.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHSJgD3okLDyOyX7aMuli0tnooqaPonPwJcaoYWk7p0xjBC-Ey_3wBCFdbKC3hszOv9a56TeeOryr_CpsJTOP8VI4h20cg4eAgtm5LLwXx5xqxpmXy-X2hU7kVf2-WpHDrFdf9kfEKMm4/s1600/IMG_2401.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHSJgD3okLDyOyX7aMuli0tnooqaPonPwJcaoYWk7p0xjBC-Ey_3wBCFdbKC3hszOv9a56TeeOryr_CpsJTOP8VI4h20cg4eAgtm5LLwXx5xqxpmXy-X2hU7kVf2-WpHDrFdf9kfEKMm4/s400/IMG_2401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406210498664489394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>As we were waiting for our table, she opened her iPod. (shocking, I know.)</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ovRFeYhz0FfZhP71m6DMNGV5T2Y1otu7PBVcRlp6PN_UQ_e5bqqgH9KyPpu-BPZhLMJ8S99JrkP2MKeNT52GlbBakhFM2uErkocGASeBw05lCwkj5fHHzy0QIGTbcathZ6SJ9tFMj1c/s1600/IMG_2402.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5ovRFeYhz0FfZhP71m6DMNGV5T2Y1otu7PBVcRlp6PN_UQ_e5bqqgH9KyPpu-BPZhLMJ8S99JrkP2MKeNT52GlbBakhFM2uErkocGASeBw05lCwkj5fHHzy0QIGTbcathZ6SJ9tFMj1c/s400/IMG_2402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406210507525104802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>This pic cracked me up - the aftermath of the previous kodak moment. Rylee accidentally smacked Syd in the cheek while posing.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD4jqFAIfE9V86mkXgpky-N5P-EKkSDinpdN5Y8H3VmXP2n0GNf3gx1O4S02TMBzuQmsCZ8UFlJqPN59jM1UdoWdaZEVaZt3W2OT54-INMWcxmu-mwGTuTBdGbLk_uaNJuPFntjrt9fig/s1600/IMG_2429.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD4jqFAIfE9V86mkXgpky-N5P-EKkSDinpdN5Y8H3VmXP2n0GNf3gx1O4S02TMBzuQmsCZ8UFlJqPN59jM1UdoWdaZEVaZt3W2OT54-INMWcxmu-mwGTuTBdGbLk_uaNJuPFntjrt9fig/s400/IMG_2429.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406210515855065218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Rylee LOVES Olive Garden. Breadsticks and Alfredo is her favorite.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aNzefbRI-c&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-aNzefbRI-c&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>After Olive Garden we went back to the nail place to see if he had corrected his error. He said, "Can you come back on Tuesday, and I'll write you a check?" Ummmm - NO, are you crazy?! Del's eyeballs almost popped out of his head. The clerk said he can't do anything till then because the owners were on an airplane right then, and there was no way to get a hold of them. He tried calling the credit card machine's customer service to get their help, and they told him there's nothing they could do, because it already went through as a debit. We argued that it wasn't USED as a debit - it was used as a VISA , as we never put in our pin#. After that little tidbit of info he stared at us blankly for a good solid minute. (crickets chirping) He called the company again, and they were able to void it immediately. Hallelujah!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>The following week Rylee had a few friends come over for her friend party. (Have I told you how much I don't LIKE friend parties? The games, the set-up, the mess, etc.)</div><div><br /></div><div>So Del and I took them to Build-A-Bear instead. :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTftBYA-OuWPvjVDeGj1pdOK_GTOVwg1ZyoGJOExE3zQtk6ZSPoGVQ2T7DUy2jNtGfup8CRbQ2rcod-zSz5tOmvEj0laqVQyXKt3KozBgsYr2S7da_smOrsJwGLxrzafAU8gE9VAf8a2o/s1600/IMG_2544.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTftBYA-OuWPvjVDeGj1pdOK_GTOVwg1ZyoGJOExE3zQtk6ZSPoGVQ2T7DUy2jNtGfup8CRbQ2rcod-zSz5tOmvEj0laqVQyXKt3KozBgsYr2S7da_smOrsJwGLxrzafAU8gE9VAf8a2o/s400/IMG_2544.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215851249287570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Rylee with her PEACE Bear. She loves anything PEACE related.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0kaARkQTMtwl-faPkx0Uqd_BdCQ0PK6KR7fqZmPNCLJqb5f0nLNfAgh61fhF9nG2j0iodOuM-TfUO1hbdJJTZcamzVf9ADOZggwHspv2NDee7Xd3sQPDf08HUIDrNrlT421nZwKte1VE/s1600/IMG_2556.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0kaARkQTMtwl-faPkx0Uqd_BdCQ0PK6KR7fqZmPNCLJqb5f0nLNfAgh61fhF9nG2j0iodOuM-TfUO1hbdJJTZcamzVf9ADOZggwHspv2NDee7Xd3sQPDf08HUIDrNrlT421nZwKte1VE/s400/IMG_2556.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406216904753127538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Del - playing along with the girls.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg52NCwR6Qls3e9fXuNPR113oh_rASXKlPE-stSe5y3ehRafFL_yAaHy1qI7DXFqYQudw-L0qRjegozP8VsLcDxLcx0LKufztZ5KF_fjA3X4Pr2If4lSYKAqb8mVyJMxN6x45NVt77i0dU/s1600/IMG_2546.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg52NCwR6Qls3e9fXuNPR113oh_rASXKlPE-stSe5y3ehRafFL_yAaHy1qI7DXFqYQudw-L0qRjegozP8VsLcDxLcx0LKufztZ5KF_fjA3X4Pr2If4lSYKAqb8mVyJMxN6x45NVt77i0dU/s400/IMG_2546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215860725373778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Picking out the bear's clothes.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinV6z5cq2fFVpEVlP-xqVoDFb106VABgm8SVrrmEojCH5jAxMv7TB8D0idtAIqv5TPzNDXQK5_NH9o4IDqVFQ8NfH24Go10Kuxljf_lPCr6W5iGpMcUh-QqDzfoirlReOhaaEC7j0jpaU/s1600/IMG_2553.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinV6z5cq2fFVpEVlP-xqVoDFb106VABgm8SVrrmEojCH5jAxMv7TB8D0idtAIqv5TPzNDXQK5_NH9o4IDqVFQ8NfH24Go10Kuxljf_lPCr6W5iGpMcUh-QqDzfoirlReOhaaEC7j0jpaU/s400/IMG_2553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215848870452626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>All done building.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja4Fh0sX8rm1xJjxzCmqNP5tZbCbdwi6sV5wUmkuC_M-Vi8kjZxpXYFQtmdiF_EIFzGHakHSqysdjqiTcNCzQHtDygbJ5c3WWbu_oAvt7VKdi96I6P8vXhfRBdGg4XTqq8wYfko9o-tzg/s1600/Rylee+Party.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja4Fh0sX8rm1xJjxzCmqNP5tZbCbdwi6sV5wUmkuC_M-Vi8kjZxpXYFQtmdiF_EIFzGHakHSqysdjqiTcNCzQHtDygbJ5c3WWbu_oAvt7VKdi96I6P8vXhfRBdGg4XTqq8wYfko9o-tzg/s400/Rylee+Party.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215872574181858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>After they were done building their bears, we went next door to Picture People, and they got to strike a couple poses. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWH3_b6wejIZwCaibimKidvu9xorlZsAa99ztylj-QK0TDX4y85oZzCA2LJVrnJQF0_kYwQ7Qdb8biI3G9wNLC0eXJPdy8TBvaYtUNKz-V1evJnW7PTxidccAPxh6Vf8Eyv0PvIinBw8/s1600/IMG_2564.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJWH3_b6wejIZwCaibimKidvu9xorlZsAa99ztylj-QK0TDX4y85oZzCA2LJVrnJQF0_kYwQ7Qdb8biI3G9wNLC0eXJPdy8TBvaYtUNKz-V1evJnW7PTxidccAPxh6Vf8Eyv0PvIinBw8/s400/IMG_2564.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406215864701974690" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Building Bears takes it out of you! We went to dinner at Fudruckers. It was delicious! :)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-65071984148168765882009-11-12T19:23:00.004-06:002009-11-12T19:49:05.834-06:00I love you!I know I'm still a slacker, and I need to put a LOT on here, but it's been a busy day, gimme a break. I still vow to update VERY SOON.<div><br /></div><div>Tonight Del came home after work and gave me my HT gift. It was a musical Nativity Snow Globe. I collect Nativity sets. Anything Nativity. Love it!<div><br /></div><div>While I was opening my card that accompanied the gift, Del was talking on the phone with Mhari about getting together with James. As he was on the phone, he watched me read my card. When their conversation ended he absentmindedly said, "I love you" to Mhari. She didn't say anything - I don't think she heard him right. </div><div><br /></div><div>He immediately realized what he had done, and said, "Er- I meant that for Kristin, but love you too!"</div><div><br /></div><div>After he hung up the phone we laughed. STILL chuckling to myself.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sooooo not like Del to tell friends that he loves them. You must be SPECIAL, Mhari.</div><div><br /></div><div>I love you, too! </div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOV89tOgTuQAdj41moPWD-K_l9_oRwSaEf9vOvreqmHlHuvJkxKyN8K5OjtsRuXQvq52xbSr6QOrmwBivINlaoKDp5aOhRmF2DRSQF_ejkg-DE_JPWW7ksyk43MUhAW1MP136Ttncw8Sg/s1600-h/IMG_2624.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOV89tOgTuQAdj41moPWD-K_l9_oRwSaEf9vOvreqmHlHuvJkxKyN8K5OjtsRuXQvq52xbSr6QOrmwBivINlaoKDp5aOhRmF2DRSQF_ejkg-DE_JPWW7ksyk43MUhAW1MP136Ttncw8Sg/s400/IMG_2624.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403397917955449250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /></a></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-41962850675704311332009-11-10T20:41:00.004-06:002009-11-11T21:51:25.422-06:00YIKES!I am dedicating all day Thursday and Friday to updating my blog. Where did the month of October go - I have no idea! What a slacker. I vow to do better.<div><br /></div><div>Until tomorrow, I'll leave you with this little tidbit....</div><div><br /></div><div>The other day Bug walked by with his pants hanging a little low....</div><div><br /></div><div>"Hey Bug - pull up your pants, you're busting crack." </div><div><br /></div><div>To which he turned, cocked his head to the side, turned up his mouth with a devilish grin and ever-so smoothly replied, "You like what you see???"</div><div><br /></div><div>Ummm ICK. </div><div><br /></div><div>We both laughed pretty hard. He's a quick one.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-697964202656143412009-09-19T09:39:00.003-05:002009-09-19T10:40:32.546-05:00Newscaster....A BIG shout-out to Sydney! Wooo Hooo - Congratulations!<div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiAUklNyg7lZQfxZM-4X_f9RcQMI8axVywov2bNTBU4PMtrtL9Xm6d_IqOikDq1d2lFqHAAeWZSE8J_z8PRoxYd1sMBVAYfDKZUjsjVnD_GEcIJ7EEh24H0mu_8h8h7NhHa7p7jj6tLxU/s1600-h/IMG_1799.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiAUklNyg7lZQfxZM-4X_f9RcQMI8axVywov2bNTBU4PMtrtL9Xm6d_IqOikDq1d2lFqHAAeWZSE8J_z8PRoxYd1sMBVAYfDKZUjsjVnD_GEcIJ7EEh24H0mu_8h8h7NhHa7p7jj6tLxU/s400/IMG_1799.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383197868744158802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Sydney auditioned to be one of the morning announcement commentators. The school holds try-outs for reading the announcements on tv. everyday to the whole school. She said a lot of students tried out, but only 7 made it. Sometimes they read, sometimes they do little skits, etc. She said on Thursday she got to wear a Chef hat - her name was "Chef-rolet."</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBjaUEOD7w5QFrO7ZhP_Zb9U7N_N01M-D0gBi7etmgq_aoF6P-L3G-zBh8j-PH6b-wdvPyqNlGsPf41qWsOD5xIQOofbpShh_qVO1P7-jqIwFP-nJxObrAu8CQ8vX1AENkJW6HI4HeXk/s1600-h/IMG_0989.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBjaUEOD7w5QFrO7ZhP_Zb9U7N_N01M-D0gBi7etmgq_aoF6P-L3G-zBh8j-PH6b-wdvPyqNlGsPf41qWsOD5xIQOofbpShh_qVO1P7-jqIwFP-nJxObrAu8CQ8vX1AENkJW6HI4HeXk/s400/IMG_0989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383197871383067778" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div>Now she goes to school early a couple days a week to take her turn. She said it's really fun, and we're super proud of her for being an awesome student.</div><div><br /></div><div>Go SYD!</div></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBjaUEOD7w5QFrO7ZhP_Zb9U7N_N01M-D0gBi7etmgq_aoF6P-L3G-zBh8j-PH6b-wdvPyqNlGsPf41qWsOD5xIQOofbpShh_qVO1P7-jqIwFP-nJxObrAu8CQ8vX1AENkJW6HI4HeXk/s1600-h/IMG_0989.jpg"></a><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-79868888432883410472009-09-10T15:00:00.007-05:002009-09-10T16:53:04.992-05:00Salty & Sweet...For years now I've had issues. I know you just thought, "DER" to yourself. Don't deny it.<div><br /></div><div>But the one I'm talking about is my Salty & Sweet habit. I've gone through MANY phases of these. I'm sure most people who have been around me can tell you the one I was on at the time.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today Del took me on a trip down memory lane. He filled a bag with some of my favorites.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqgnMwblTcabBTd_f8sVUIiznQ2TUIFt2Cct-ycGSurfKvTZOdui7r6vOlxZTBt_LcRUH98tKokuRxVFmcw7NBrvPF7dX6uXKrx2gkwfjxiP_W1yCZ-T7OVB31HgfEVLM4fYOeVEsE7QQ/s1600-h/IMG_2367.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqgnMwblTcabBTd_f8sVUIiznQ2TUIFt2Cct-ycGSurfKvTZOdui7r6vOlxZTBt_LcRUH98tKokuRxVFmcw7NBrvPF7dX6uXKrx2gkwfjxiP_W1yCZ-T7OVB31HgfEVLM4fYOeVEsE7QQ/s800/IMG_2367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379933897551165074" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>It started when I got pregnant with Matthew, and progressed from there.</div><div><br /></div><div>With Matt I craved HOT pickles. We were living in Mesa at the time, and we'd drive home to the Gila Valley a lot. We'd have to stop at the Chevron in Globe to pick up a pickle. Del would have the windows rolled down, as he couldn't stand the smell of them. We found a gallon jar of them at our local Costco and I ate the entire gallon within 2 days. It cured me. Haven't touched one since.</div><div><br /></div><div>I usually didn't go through the phases until AFTER I gave birth to the babies.</div><div><br /></div><div>With Bug it was Whoppers and Sunflower Seeds. </div><div>Travis was Fritos and Crispy M&M's. </div><div>Sydney was the one that made me REALLY balloon - Ruffles and Circus Peanuts.</div><div>Rylee was KitKats and I think just plain old SALT. I would dip my finger in it. </div><div><br /></div><div>See.... ISSUES.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-43483697197808224422009-09-09T14:00:00.000-05:002009-09-10T14:54:50.204-05:00Rylee's First... AND Second....Last week after we went to the San Antonio Temple - I helped Rylee pull out her first tooth. She didn't feel a thing.<div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsyCIPwCZlsiyERR90rqSlqWPlU-GH-__Bx5uI_LMG035yOzExMGAj-0moidL_6lyuBh2JAOXyS2z7v7Q91VJkvqdsTwF6DEgi55yGGiQD-DC8x_3BWMrZR6xhOw2oEVolcksSN8KLbiY/s1600-h/IMG_2256.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsyCIPwCZlsiyERR90rqSlqWPlU-GH-__Bx5uI_LMG035yOzExMGAj-0moidL_6lyuBh2JAOXyS2z7v7Q91VJkvqdsTwF6DEgi55yGGiQD-DC8x_3BWMrZR6xhOw2oEVolcksSN8KLbiY/s400/IMG_2256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379929058245468242" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Last night she lost her 2nd tooth.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk3tWiCZxLfMV5HaP9CD6qfUYKUeLAZTrK_y57YJGB-KbLTXxX2emMOwK_r4g7aCf6TnBTKYhqTUeZPjuIcXMFfSc_eozxtXfqu66utFIhmEuZylVrfXFtmjMe16ctidCpTiNMbBXDE3s/s1600-h/IMG_2356.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk3tWiCZxLfMV5HaP9CD6qfUYKUeLAZTrK_y57YJGB-KbLTXxX2emMOwK_r4g7aCf6TnBTKYhqTUeZPjuIcXMFfSc_eozxtXfqu66utFIhmEuZylVrfXFtmjMe16ctidCpTiNMbBXDE3s/s400/IMG_2356.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379929065384513394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>She thinks it's pretty cool that she can drink with a straw without opening her mouth. Soooo easily entertained. (mini-me)</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH9m2Jzl4YvQs_YnIloCcAZfoV3Fdi5hVqQa995Z9nBeWeRB9lx_LCWcUsXvJEhEXPTjNwU3LJNMqok_-aOOmHxGh59ObBgMMl8cd4obb-ixebirz7Clwd1BZ2EPl7PDl8wFOsWD4Ncdc/s1600-h/IMG_2358.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH9m2Jzl4YvQs_YnIloCcAZfoV3Fdi5hVqQa995Z9nBeWeRB9lx_LCWcUsXvJEhEXPTjNwU3LJNMqok_-aOOmHxGh59ObBgMMl8cd4obb-ixebirz7Clwd1BZ2EPl7PDl8wFOsWD4Ncdc/s400/IMG_2358.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379929074332270754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-77335749413868269232009-09-06T17:16:00.009-05:002009-09-06T22:19:42.924-05:00New Teeth, New Stadium, Old friend....Friday night Del and I drove to Dallas.<div><br /></div><div>Eric was going to be there this weekend for the BYU vs. OU Football game in the new Dallas Cowboys Stadium. What a perfect opportunity to get my permanent teeth in that I've been PATIENTLY waiting for for the last 6 months. Wooo Hoooo! No more swallowing temporary teeth, or wearing a hillbilly bob retainer with a tooth attached. Phew! Thanks, Eric!!<div><br /></div><div>He called a few weeks ago and asked if we wanted to go to the game while we were there for the teeth-fixing, since he had a couple extra tickets. We figured what the heck. Can't say we've ever been die-hard BYU fans, but it would be fun to see the new stadium, and if BYU happened to pull off the upset, it would be pretty dang fun to watch.</div><div><br /></div><div>First thing Saturday, we went to Eric's brother-in-law's dental office to get my shiny new teeth. They're sparkly. :) Yay - I can eat chewy things again.</div><div><br /></div><div>After the quick dental appointment we went to Lucas where my friend Angie lives. We met when we lived in Virginia, and we've seen each other here and there over the years, but I couldn't wait to see her new house and cute family again - AND her cute little pregnant-with-her-6th-child-self. (She's an over-achiever.) We had a great time touring her adorable farm house and catching up. She inspires me in sooooo many ways. Love her like a sister.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8RnyGWCTZ4ojenxY6mZMCMJ8EyVA5-fgtfDvvdjPuFG4q_4I-56LJ_Z2A_QJngiM3PvzoGlf1I32LgwxSJq4CK3Hg40BSFHbH7McbbR7twYq_m0NGGg3dGspAI6sPPdNky3MftojTCj4/s1600-h/IMG_2315.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8RnyGWCTZ4ojenxY6mZMCMJ8EyVA5-fgtfDvvdjPuFG4q_4I-56LJ_Z2A_QJngiM3PvzoGlf1I32LgwxSJq4CK3Hg40BSFHbH7McbbR7twYq_m0NGGg3dGspAI6sPPdNky3MftojTCj4/s400/IMG_2315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378553825671105218" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>After we left Angie, we went to the Stadium in Arlington. It looks like a spaceship. The red shirts out-numbered the blue by at least 10 to 1. It looked like a home game for Oklahoma. They even drove a sooner with horses across the field as the players were coming out. I bet Jerry Jones was hemorrhaging somewhere.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAph8VfVR2l00qiahjwS-C8wdoi5B4Griu_c1c5eTbTlqK6cymVx8epSlq5mCam7dq5ooWAQXYKxFrt1A3Fh2R0YuCDB2gySC7mrx8WhSmSvnPCXEa8rhhAbt33Q6s-7OErBIYmIoI60/s1600-h/IMG_2321.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXAph8VfVR2l00qiahjwS-C8wdoi5B4Griu_c1c5eTbTlqK6cymVx8epSlq5mCam7dq5ooWAQXYKxFrt1A3Fh2R0YuCDB2gySC7mrx8WhSmSvnPCXEa8rhhAbt33Q6s-7OErBIYmIoI60/s400/IMG_2321.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378553837866700738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW9i0-KhLFk6DVYYAH_YqP7FLUkKKwNJXq9M4bvSJpCsyqOQ_gAI2ene2D2yGotZZlPvCcQciSRvTrDqRhMYijwRSNDMv11-NVH6fAI9XlsIh4nh4H0n0L64iLbeHKoW8R1APQ-feCYIM/s1600-h/IMG_2331.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW9i0-KhLFk6DVYYAH_YqP7FLUkKKwNJXq9M4bvSJpCsyqOQ_gAI2ene2D2yGotZZlPvCcQciSRvTrDqRhMYijwRSNDMv11-NVH6fAI9XlsIh4nh4H0n0L64iLbeHKoW8R1APQ-feCYIM/s400/IMG_2331.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378554664743758802" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div>The massive jumbo tron is 60 yards long. Sooo stinkin' HUGE!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuMRHBDM-eTHHlhXyEYHBEyG6piyVw5WiJrRr15-Pt8a9lPjR-mf63UwSVm9u5IbBqlNuIHEA22oIGEw9O-vKUSrPFN6aaYxc-88y8X49vhuBNbK7EwzQyE7HpApYe1hX3r0hUEEbffhk/s1600-h/IMG_2332.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuMRHBDM-eTHHlhXyEYHBEyG6piyVw5WiJrRr15-Pt8a9lPjR-mf63UwSVm9u5IbBqlNuIHEA22oIGEw9O-vKUSrPFN6aaYxc-88y8X49vhuBNbK7EwzQyE7HpApYe1hX3r0hUEEbffhk/s400/IMG_2332.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378555133603925250" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div>We sat next to my sister-in-law, Tosha, and her sister. </div><div>Meet the REAL Alexa Nugent. (Remember - I borrowed her identity for the Camp Pendleton Mud Run.)</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih4Er9rlTWJ59geKV3YnVb5RrQXNYUUPrrjeH-Z3tMVXMSZNb_T4UThMVwziBSJqvqgnj1mk28OBFoqlYgaxpZAlj4m_Zu4G_gqtdruKM9d7G5SYLday8bTmP36JS9fQTyDpK1KxuAOqI/s1600-h/IMG_2339.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih4Er9rlTWJ59geKV3YnVb5RrQXNYUUPrrjeH-Z3tMVXMSZNb_T4UThMVwziBSJqvqgnj1mk28OBFoqlYgaxpZAlj4m_Zu4G_gqtdruKM9d7G5SYLday8bTmP36JS9fQTyDpK1KxuAOqI/s400/IMG_2339.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378555125852312818" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div>Alexa and Tosha cheering on BYU. Cute sisters.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_52ySl4M0Nsd2iHPPGVQsSXg-p4CF9YkNxztEc4ZPc25d4ilUP00nA04AWsaUes_peBNu-pDjXY6CgmZ9PJgyfURdwPmy7Md8ZLFB7RXG7ULnfCY29QR5rxxD2KY2mwt11X4lluEJ2A/s1600-h/IMG_2337.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF_52ySl4M0Nsd2iHPPGVQsSXg-p4CF9YkNxztEc4ZPc25d4ilUP00nA04AWsaUes_peBNu-pDjXY6CgmZ9PJgyfURdwPmy7Md8ZLFB7RXG7ULnfCY29QR5rxxD2KY2mwt11X4lluEJ2A/s400/IMG_2337.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378553858211967762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div>Sadly we had no BYU attire to sport for the game, but at least Del's t-shirt was blue. :)</div><div><br /></div><div>It was sooooo much fun! I might just become a BYU fan after all. Maybe. I guess if my kids go there or something. A few years ago I went to a Women's Conference at BYU. I saw a poster at a campus eatery that said, "Friends don't let friends have facial hair." It cracked me up. OK fine, I'll work on it.</div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-70747415404575547772009-09-03T15:10:00.005-05:002009-09-06T22:51:50.744-05:00Happy Thursday!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Warning</span></b></span> - <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">this is gushy, and maybe a little boasting on my part - so read at your own risk. You've been warned.</span></b></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Today I went shopping with my friend for a new couch. She also helped pick out fabric for some curtains in the kitchen. Wooo Hooo! Just doing my part to stimulate the economy.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">We met up with Del for lunch since we were in his neighborhood, and as we were leaving he said "Happy Thursday!" I played along and said something like - "yeah, you too."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">What I didn't know at the time, was that when Keri and I made a quick trip to the little girls' room before leaving the restaurant, Del had slipped something in my purse as it was sitting next to him on the bench. I had no clue a foreign object was in there - my purse is the black hole.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">When I got home and went online to chat with him about how our shopping excursion went, he asked if I wanted to video chat. I said sure. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">As soon as he saw me, he said "Happy Thursday!" AGAIN. This is not Del's usual demeanor - he was PERKY. If you know Del at all - I don't think he's ever been accused of being PERKY.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I said back to him, "Happy Thursday, yourself!" He was smiling and said, "Oh, you haven't found it yet."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I'm totally confused. Then the light-bulb went on. Del's doing this new thing. LOVE it! - and I have to say he came up with it totally on his own, which is even better. Every Thursday he's doing something sweet for me. Last week I got a list of "20 Things I Love About You." It was a fun surprise to find in my email. He's a funny man - I love his sense of humor and his huge heart. This might embarrass him, but here's the email - </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;">I just want you to know how much you mean to me. I know we have, had, and will have rough patches, but I honestly believe that they will help us become stronger. One of the quotes I read, I don't think I sent it to you, is that adversity is what makes marriages stronger. You can't grow together if life is always easy.<br /><br />Kristin, I love you very much, even if you do look like your Mom, see invisible zits, and invent smells that aren't really there.<br /><br /></span></span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;">20 Things</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;"> I Love About You:</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;"><br /><br />I love the way you play rock em sock em robots to crack your elbows, except when you accidentally (maybe purposefully) smack me in the process.<br /><br />I love that you're a hot Thatcher babe that married down to a guy from Pima.<br /><br />I love that you eat Ruffles and Circus Peanuts, or used to, and it makes me grin thinking about cleaning out 3 different grocery stores in the area to get them.<br /><br />I love that you get all teary-eyed when you think about your kids.<br /><br />I love that you are a smart ass, that you find humor in most things.<br /><br />I love that you care what you look like.<br /><br />I love that you're up for anything once, well I love that you're up for most things once, some things I don't love so much. ;-)<br /><br />I love that you stick up for Travis.<br /><br />I love that you tease Matt about girls.<br /><br />I love that you see me in Bug.<br /><br />I love that Rylee is you.<br /><br />I love that Syd has your sense of adventure, not scared of ANYTHING.<br /><br />I love how you play the piano in your head, except when you're tapping it out on my head in your sleep.<br /><br />I love how you love the good stuff, not the cheap stuff. Even if it causes me heartburn.<br /><br />I love that you love the Savior and have a Testimony.<br /><br />I love that you "get" eternity.<br /><br />I love that you dance like a wild woman and make your kids laugh.<br /><br />I love it when you hold me, it makes me feel safe.<br /><br />I love that you make me want to be more than a farmer in Pima, even if I whine about it all the time.<br /><br />I love that you love me, through everything, you love me.<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;">See, and 20 was EASY to come up with!<br /><br />I love you Kristin, thanks for saying I Do.</span></span></span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCFFFF;">Del</span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:13px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC99;">(No, we don't have anything against PIMA OR FARMERS - don't get offended! We LOVE farmers - I hope my girls marry one - I did!)</span></span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">So - back to the video chat. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">I started looking around the desk for a post-it note or something - opening up all the drawers, etc. He gave me a hint and said he gave it to me at lunch. I picked up my purse and looked inside - a little white box from JARED. (The Galleria of Jewelry - we all know the commercials.)</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirjsJdYaxQ3PbMujPXejMehECbVbhIeP2yIvJGex5XVGscfoKjrCohGiUWDMutjWnlP6Rm5Cd9sm6t2YaqI9aZ3WH-xT-y4tWobZMVdPhFVkwP8uqUTxSuhw1PZAPLbBd_4o1aj0aiWMc/s1600-h/IMG_2268.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirjsJdYaxQ3PbMujPXejMehECbVbhIeP2yIvJGex5XVGscfoKjrCohGiUWDMutjWnlP6Rm5Cd9sm6t2YaqI9aZ3WH-xT-y4tWobZMVdPhFVkwP8uqUTxSuhw1PZAPLbBd_4o1aj0aiWMc/s400/IMG_2268.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377345469539161954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Del said it represents the journey through eternity, all rolled into one. (What the sales clerk said.) </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Here's the definition from Wikipedia:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">For someone who's been married for many years, a Journey Pendant can remind your loved one of the times you've had. The life you lived, the bad and good times you've spent together and the many more to come. Again, each of the graduating diamonds show how strong your love for her became and will become in the future.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;">Anyway - had to share how sweet my husband is. I know I'm spoiled. I know there aren't many husbands out there like mine, and I'm eternally grateful for him. He's an awesome father and husband, and we're soooooo lucky to have him in our life. I love you. I love you. I love you.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:medium;">Love,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:medium;">Kris</span></span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-52804604767996013582009-09-02T11:04:00.003-05:002009-09-02T11:09:30.650-05:00Round Rock Donuts....Today I hit my 30 lb. mark in weight loss since I started running in March. Wooo Hooo! It's amazing what a little exercise will do. Watching THE BIGGEST LOSER from my couch didn't pay off as much as I thought it would.<div><br /></div><div>To celebrate, I'm going to Round Rock Donuts to get a bag of donut holes and a Diet Coke. (The latter cancels out the former, so it's like it didn't happen.) :)</div><div><br /></div><div>Hope you're having a fabulous hump day.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-48775489789768418662009-09-01T20:16:00.005-05:002009-09-01T20:22:36.840-05:00Rylee's Video for Daddy...I've been trying to clean up my computer to make more space - it's been running really slooooowwwwww.<div><br /></div><div>I came across this video of Rylee talking to Daddy. He was on a business trip to Ireland at the time, and it was his first long trip away from home. He was there for SIX WEEKS. It was terrible - we all missed him badly - but not as badly as he missed US. </div><div><br /></div><div>You would think traveling all over the world would be glamorous and exciting, but if you don't have a loved one there to share it with, it's not that fun. I had the kids to occupy my time, but he only had books, in an empty hotel room. Not very fun. </div><div><br /></div><div>We're glad his traveling days are over, except for the occasional trip to California. I think Brazil is next for him, but hopefully it won't be for six weeks. YUCK.</div><div><br /><br /><object width="500" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SENJrJqUbI&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-SENJrJqUbI&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"></embed></object><br /></div><div> </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-13153288733677256732009-08-31T21:59:00.005-05:002009-08-31T22:27:17.702-05:00San Antonio Temple...Our Primary leaders asked all the families in our ward to visit a Temple in the month of August. So being the dedicated procrastinators that we are, we waited until the last Saturday of the month to take a trip to San Antonio.<br /><br />Central Texas has been in a drought lately, so the fountain wasn't on, and the grounds weren't as green and plush as they usually are. This Sunday our Stake is fasting for rain.<div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghr_CJRR7KvjkZpfRgExwVPE5iPsUX7w37SGy4y6CBuvlmcDA1ktZm3L6sPkJr1WDFsck4_xzOOaZbRi2JFbgcZ4Gx0yfp53O-7lA32PuI-yQE3gfXVlXdzm_swV94sfPqwbc0wD3-tuE/s1600-h/IMG_2250.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghr_CJRR7KvjkZpfRgExwVPE5iPsUX7w37SGy4y6CBuvlmcDA1ktZm3L6sPkJr1WDFsck4_xzOOaZbRi2JFbgcZ4Gx0yfp53O-7lA32PuI-yQE3gfXVlXdzm_swV94sfPqwbc0wD3-tuE/s400/IMG_2250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376331972460427122" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidehKPMK7RSQHjIyF1awRvJIUDd1g-xtxv_J04_LF_BQ8pC2wOBwEG0PjIxi3xhvFv6ihOH_nu1cO0KOiXtDjrc4qzAlMOAhniff5p5Ler1_xo0lYara4qMzk0ys_ZINem4JX7Yi0Nh0k/s1600-h/IMG_2246.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidehKPMK7RSQHjIyF1awRvJIUDd1g-xtxv_J04_LF_BQ8pC2wOBwEG0PjIxi3xhvFv6ihOH_nu1cO0KOiXtDjrc4qzAlMOAhniff5p5Ler1_xo0lYara4qMzk0ys_ZINem4JX7Yi0Nh0k/s400/IMG_2246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376333198303526338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmjdd6aoaTsfnMw3sAsKwY3n7cJFxPUxjwzd3tb0KLQJsD-vaUQ3hTsgFTqluEtbekSWGgbcd6VYkwiADXFLW34Xw9LMWf3yHqtfPL4pllpIUHKUkz46stjT4dO_LxoGyKpvDqVZzXOc/s1600-h/IMG_2240.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmjdd6aoaTsfnMw3sAsKwY3n7cJFxPUxjwzd3tb0KLQJsD-vaUQ3hTsgFTqluEtbekSWGgbcd6VYkwiADXFLW34Xw9LMWf3yHqtfPL4pllpIUHKUkz46stjT4dO_LxoGyKpvDqVZzXOc/s400/IMG_2240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376334670205587762" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitsLKMADe_GRca_8peW2f6ztIYEBLNi0mX9tipUfAfrZgBxlpIVnkEp0xz9zi6AzmnHYrCIJFSMmfndicFKNViDeYfmBMseDBCP9scnRwf-xtcKZsFZmWLuAuDKTUJv4LYmAvuV6czyv0/s1600-h/IMG_2253.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitsLKMADe_GRca_8peW2f6ztIYEBLNi0mX9tipUfAfrZgBxlpIVnkEp0xz9zi6AzmnHYrCIJFSMmfndicFKNViDeYfmBMseDBCP9scnRwf-xtcKZsFZmWLuAuDKTUJv4LYmAvuV6czyv0/s400/IMG_2253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376331989208232338" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /></a></div><div>Lunch at Olive Garden after the Temple.</div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitsLKMADe_GRca_8peW2f6ztIYEBLNi0mX9tipUfAfrZgBxlpIVnkEp0xz9zi6AzmnHYrCIJFSMmfndicFKNViDeYfmBMseDBCP9scnRwf-xtcKZsFZmWLuAuDKTUJv4LYmAvuV6czyv0/s1600-h/IMG_2253.jpg"></a>It was a very quick trip. Felt like we drove to San Antonio to go to the bathroom at the visitor center/distribution center and then drive back home. BUT - we accomplished what we were assigned to do. Woo Hoo!<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-78223276209806704252009-08-29T09:23:00.006-05:002009-08-29T09:42:38.231-05:00WICKED<div>Last night I took Sydney and Rylee to see WICKED. We loved it!</div><div>
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<br />We sat next to James and Mhari in the nose-bleed section. Sydney and Rylee took turns sitting on my lap so they could see better. By the time the play was over my legs were tingling. James was also sweet and let Rylee plaster herself up next to him for a better view.</div><div>
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<br />AND - very exciting news! Rylee discovered she has a loose tooth while at the play. She couldn't keep her fingers out of her mouth wiggling it back and forth the entire time. She was so excited, she had to run down to show Ken and Keri who were sitting at a lower altitude.</div><div>
<br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTKndOOcrzVMtxvjyk_9hDuUNjJF2nAMODyiGBxzX0t-tgT-bJVt6bdrjqlkkQRnL27p3wp6rJFrqQomWiK4mCn328uErw2IOoNL2qpcU-H-YtXnllKZ_CCMPZkpSsQSGqahhq8rFFs6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2226.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTKndOOcrzVMtxvjyk_9hDuUNjJF2nAMODyiGBxzX0t-tgT-bJVt6bdrjqlkkQRnL27p3wp6rJFrqQomWiK4mCn328uErw2IOoNL2qpcU-H-YtXnllKZ_CCMPZkpSsQSGqahhq8rFFs6Q/s800/IMG_2226.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375393362284008946" " /></a> </div><div>Waiting for the fun to begin.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5437699633165015270.post-40328787118772619492009-08-28T11:32:00.003-05:002009-08-28T12:00:26.242-05:00First Day of School 2009My favorite day of the year has come and gone without any emotional meltdowns. Yay! Last year I was a blubbering idiot because it was the first day with all the kids in school ALL DAY.<div><br /></div><div>This year - I'm proud to say, not a single tear was shed. We now have children in 3 different schools, which means 3 different start times. What a mess. </div><div><br /></div><div>Matt (high school) has to get up at 5:00 am for early morning seminary - catches a ride at 5:30, but then comes home after that until school starts at 9:00.</div><div><br /></div><div>The rest of us are up at 6:15. Del then goes to pick up Matt from Seminary by 6:50. </div><div><br /></div><div>Bug (Middle School) has to catch his bus at 7:10.</div><div><br /></div><div>The younger 3 (Elementary School) leave the house by 7:20. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Mornings are psycho now.</span></b></span></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLx7pDLwgN95_-XxtzPscupzh6jlZvJbWFrui6QY1_DgORMDzsZ2dktMeFC6bCobxHtwdZkP0jM4rq6_KrI3fUcHtrJpI-oI0_88I1-uCSj5KOozx0sMB5JhFvsYVFSqJLzU03YdMNKE/s1600-h/IMG_2213.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZLx7pDLwgN95_-XxtzPscupzh6jlZvJbWFrui6QY1_DgORMDzsZ2dktMeFC6bCobxHtwdZkP0jM4rq6_KrI3fUcHtrJpI-oI0_88I1-uCSj5KOozx0sMB5JhFvsYVFSqJLzU03YdMNKE/s800/IMG_2213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375058198151112802"/></a></div><div>I was making them laugh. CHEESY!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpx8Qef0CalC7Q-uBrp7hYaY1NRunHxoQjF-B_TbyeRJXRVkBRBnPXIf5Pye0p2GQeGaMVFQSWIt9Y4YLO9EEg43ZvqqV-UMll7vMpSXH_6A6MRXZBwFCpZm3PKgU2kniZwBmI7rwtXk/s1600-h/IMG_2216.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYpx8Qef0CalC7Q-uBrp7hYaY1NRunHxoQjF-B_TbyeRJXRVkBRBnPXIf5Pye0p2GQeGaMVFQSWIt9Y4YLO9EEg43ZvqqV-UMll7vMpSXH_6A6MRXZBwFCpZm3PKgU2kniZwBmI7rwtXk/s800/IMG_2216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375058201614364066" /></a></div><div>This is Bug on the 2nd day of school, as he already left to catch his bus before I remembered to take a pic on the FIRST day.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">We love school. School is our friend.</span></span></b></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00971316792676507332noreply@blogger.com3